At this moment, a cup of furious wine suddenly comes to mind.
With this cup of furious wine, a massive Golden Shield suddenly appears in front of Ao Cangsheng.
"Bang——"
Only a dull, loud noise is heard, instantly turning Wang Zuhuan's attack into nothingness against the Golden Shield.
Wang Zuhuan is about to continue fighting, but suddenly finds another person in front of him.
"Wang Zuhuan, what do you want to do?"
The man in gray stands in front of Wang Zuhuan, staring at him like a blade.
"Brother Tian, what are you doing? I didn't hurt the aquatic folk!"
Wang Zuhuan looks at the gray-clothed elder, his face full of surprise and innocence.
"Eliminated? Why do you think the proud young man is fake?"
The gray-clothed elder sneers coldly, clearly furious.
Just now, he had already made his stance clear, but Wang Zuhuan still intervened, which was clearly an affront to him.
