Fang Li admired Qiao Lianxiang's graceful dance, a flush of heat rising in his heart.
But he wasn't in a hurry; after today, everyone would be in his grasp, at his mercy.
At the martial arts arena, the two battlefields were extremely intense, Qi Force surging, dazzling everyone.
Countless astonished eyes were fixed on the scene. Such level of combat was an unprecedented visual feast for those disciples with shallow cultivation.
Peak Battle Kings and Half-step War Emperors were both immensely powerful beings. Their moves could shatter skies and sweep across lands, earning them immense reverence and fear.
"Swoosh!"
Three figures shot over; it was Zu Feng and the Yi Family sisters.
"Brother Zu! Sister Feng!"
As soon as Zu Feng arrived, countless disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect were overjoyed. To them, Zu Feng was a paragon among the younger generation; many female disciples were gazing at him with admiration.
