"Shut your dog mouth! My father is in seclusion! He's not a coward!"
Zhuge Mingjun roared angrily, like a furious little lion.
"I say he's a coward, and that's what he is. What can you do?" Feng Wuchen retorted disdainfully, wielding the Dragon God Sword mercilessly towards Zhuge Wuji.
The Dragon God Sword's sharpness was intimidating; it was Feng Wuchen's strongest divine sword. With this strike, Zhuge Wuji would surely be split in half.
Feng Wuchen was in a state of extreme rage, completely controlled by anger at this moment.
"No!" Zhuge Mingjun shouted in panic.
"Wind Shadow, stop!" The three protectors and Shangguan Tiandou yelled frantically.
The severely injured experts from the Tianzun Divine Palace all felt their hearts in their throats, trembling all over.
Zhuge Wuji was at the Almost Heavenly Venerate level; if killed, the Tianzun Divine Palace would lose a formidable warrior.
"Kill!" Feng Wuchen shouted, the Dragon God Sword slashing down mercilessly.
