The power of a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign is unmatched. After witnessing Xia Feng's desperate escape, they were almost instantly in front of him.
The Ghost Shark's broadsword and a nimble Silver Sword slashed across Xia Feng's neck, delivering a lethal strike!
The Cyan Emperor had already issued an order: whether Xia Feng was dead or alive, bringing back his head would guarantee a hefty reward!
Thus, the two Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns wasted no time, as they still needed to return to support Elder Chongwu.
The tranquil space suddenly erupted with two turbulent currents. At this moment, Xia Feng turned his head, his previous panic replaced by a sly grin.
"What?"
Seeing Xia Feng's expression, the two of them—no matter how inexperienced—could sense something was wrong, especially since they were seasoned Martial Sovereign warriors.
"Haha, the two Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns of Rizhao Empire, just as I predicted, one of you would certainly lead the troops!"
