"Not going to leave?"
Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold and the Blood Mountain Sword behind him was unsheathed slowly.
"Why, you wish to fight? Do you think that I will be scared of you?" Zi Dongwang still did not care about Jian Wushuang.
"Since you are unwilling to leave, you can stay here forever."
Jian Wushuang's voice turned indifferent the instant when his words left his mouth.
Whoosh!
Eighteen shadows appeared at the same time.
Every shadow of the eighteen shadows was as fast as a ghost and they flew in front of Zi Dongwang quickly.
The eighteen shadows swung the long swords in their hands.
It was obvious that it was only a normal stroke and Unique Skills that were shocking were not used. However, this stroke… was too fast.
