With the appearance of these black-robed figures, a perfectly good competition was completely interrupted.
Feeling the fluctuation of power in the distance, those who were still in the audience departed using various means.
"Sir, take Tingting and leave as well! This island can't hold up."
Yang Yan looked at Situ Hongyi and said.
"Ah! It seems I'm indeed getting old."
Situ Hongyi sighed, then turned and left directly.
Watching Situ Hongyi leave, only the black-robed figures and Yang Yan and Kafir remained on the field.
Oh!
Right, Elder Celestial Master was also standing aside, not leaving.
"Elder Celestial Master doesn't plan to leave here?"
Yang Yan said with a smile.
"Hehe! My goal has not been achieved yet! If I leave now, wouldn't the previous fight be for nothing?"
Elder Celestial Master rubbed his chin and said with a smile.
"True! But Elder Celestial Master, if you still want the Magic Sword, you'll probably have to join forces with Satan."
