"Ah!"
"No, no, no..."
"Spare my life!"
There was a scream, but it suddenly stopped. Twenty layers were killed on the spot in the Nine-layered Holy Land!
With a sound of "clang," Qin Feng retrieved the broken sword in his hand.
It was very quiet.
On the upper section of Huangfu City, Dong Mubai, who had been facing the other party with great momentum, was now completely holding his breath.
In the distance, the Prince and others, who were concerned about the snow-covered platform and the moon, stared.
Other disciples of the Star Heaven Sect in Huangfu also raised their heads.
Now--
All powerful nations in the Holy Land looked up at the man in white, a giant broken sword in the sky.
His aura was ordinary, just the aura of an ordinary Holy Land. Though a strong spirit couldn't see his specific combat power, it was clearly not too strong.
But at present, none of us dared to step outside. Even those closest to him couldn't help him.
