Zuo Wu had a smile on his face.
The kind that was very mocking.
Isn't it just too ridiculous?
Want him to use two hundred percent of his strength?
With this guy's measly cultivation at the third layer of Sky Passage Realm?
Everyone looked at Qin Chen with mocking expressions, like they were watching a monkey.
"Shut up!"
Tian Jiahan's voice exploded in Qin Chen's mind.
She felt incredibly ashamed.
Today, was Qin Chen going to throw away the last shred of dignity that Saber Saint Cliff had left?
A Bloodthirsty Demon Blade appeared in Qin Chen's hand.
The blood-red blade shimmered with a rolling bloodthirsty aura, as if it had devoured the blood of billions, full of murderous energy.
He stepped forward, heading toward Zuo Wu.
He didn't need to explain anything to anyone because the truth would naturally prove everything.
This battle was fought for Wang Houyun, for the Ninth Palace of Saber Saint Cliff.
"Zuo Wu, go easy, lest Ye Wutian gives you trouble."
