"I don't care about the battle in Tianchi. If you want to fight my brother, fight me first."

Ling Tian gently held his hand, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword instantly rose from the ground and floated in the sky.

On it, the fairy charm is vast, the spiritual sun is bright, and there is a faint fairy shadow standing in the sky.

"Arrogant!!! The human race is arrogant!! Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

Shark Wushe's eyes were blood red, and his face was already completely ferocious.

Humiliation!! This is total humiliation!!

First it was Ling Xiao, and now it’s this young man!!

Although!!

This white-haired boy's swordsmanship was astonishing, but at this moment Shark Wushe could clearly feel that his cultivation was still at the level of a divine lord.

In other words, one god-lord versus seven other god-lords?

This...he is not arrogant!!

This is simply seeking death!!!
Chapter completed!