Zhang Bin had just taken three steps.
An icy voice rang out, "Stop, kid, you think you can leave unscathed? Dream on! Today, you're going down!"
A disciple full of powerful aura from the Sky Witch Sect also rushed out.
This guy was over two meters tall, wearing only a yellow vest.
Muscles bulging, he was tall and fierce.
With an arrow-like step, he caught up, reaching out to grab Zhang Bin's shoulder.
"He is Wu Neng, the supreme genius of the Sky Witch Sect, cultivated to the initial stage of the Witch Realm. It's said his talent is just slightly inferior to Wu Gang."
"This youth is going to be miserable, surely beaten half to death."
"Poor youth, doesn't know anything and yet dares to utter humiliating words at the gate of the Sky Witch Sect?"
"..."
Many guests sighed and shook their heads.
Some even showed a hint of compassion on their faces.
No surprise, Wu Neng easily grabbed Zhang Bin's shoulder.
