In order to fight the five blood emissaries, Divine Marquis Qingfeng not only suffered heavy injuries and lost most of his divine power, but he also used some unique secret techniques. The price of these secret techniques was high, so he could not recover his strength in a short time.
Even now, Divine Marquis Qingfeng had only recovered a bit of his divine body. He was still far from his peak strength.
"Jian Wushuang, why don't you put me down? I'm a burden to you." Divine Marquis Qingfeng looked up at him and smiled bitterly.
"We haven't reached that stage yet." Jian Wushuang shook his head and continued to rush forward.
However, in less than the time for one incense stick to burn...
Jian Wushuang!
A cold shout exploded in the air.
Jian Wushuang looked back and saw Qing Xuzi approaching him quickly with a sneer on his face.
