"You're waiting for us?"
Li Zheng held the Demon Blade, full of vigilance.
"To be precise, I'm waiting for anyone who enters here." Yiqi extended his palm, making an inviting gesture: "Come on, it's time to end this farce."
As soon as the words were spoken, the sky and earth changed color, blood-red clouds covered the entire sky.
Boundless pressure surged from Yiqi's body, like a giant wolf slamming towards Li Zheng and the others.
"Step back!"
Zhan Zhouzhou shouted coldly, stepping forward, standing in front of everyone to withstand the pressure, raising her hand to summon the Purple Extreme Thunder Light Sword, making a simple downward slash.
Boom!
No flashy light effects were seen, the ground in front of Zhan Zhouzhou seemed to be parted in the middle, revealing an exaggerated sword mark stretching nearly thirty meters!
The next second, a fierce wind arose, sweeping past everyone with Zhan Zhouzhou as the center, making their clothes flap furiously.
