Everyone in the audience looked at Jian Wushuang with pity.
In their opinion, if Jian Wushuang fought with Xia Yan, there was no doubt that he would die.
"Come on. Release all your strength or you'll have no chance," Xia Yan looked at Jian Wushuang nonchalantly, as if he was looking at an ant.
"Of course, if that's what you want," Jian Wushuang replied casually.
Then, the Emperor Sword instantly appeared in his hand and he swung it at Xia Yan from a distance.
Immediately, a huge sword shadow rushed forward to strike Xia Yan.
However, they were too far apart and the blow was so slow that any of these powerful Divine Realm experts could avoid it. As for Xia Yan, it was a piece of cake.
"What is he doing?"
"Did he realize that he will be killed in an instant, so he gave up and has decided to put on a show?"
"Something isn't right. Even I could avoid that blow."
Many warriors in the audience were talking.
