Shocked!
Zhuo Yunfeng was completely stumped.
Moments ago, he had declared that Jian Wushuang had no rights to be there with just his Chaotic Realm cultivation base. He should remain in the Purple Virtue Hall with Luo Xinqin while looking for an opportunity to flee.
Immediately after, Jian Wushuang had engaged Zhuge Yun in an intense battle and held his own well. In fact, he had the edge.
If Jian Wushuang had no right to participate in this battle, wouldn't he be doing worse?
Dang!
The sound of metal clashing heavily rang.
Jian Wushuang was knocked back several steps but he regained his footing swiftly.
"In terms of the intensity of strength, I'm still a notch weaker," Jian Wushuang mumbled to himself.
"Junior!"
Zhuge Yun's haggard face had became extremely hideous. Flames of anger were raging in his eyes.
Jian Wushuang's talent had made him feel fear.
