“Eh? That young man doesn’t seem to be afraid at all. Could it be that he has a trump card?”
“God-emperor wind destruction seems to have some misgivings about that young man. What’s going on?”
“Didn’t that young man suffer heavy injuries when he fought with the disciples of the eight desolates? What happened to god-emperor wind destruction now?”
The surrounding people were slightly shocked when they saw Wang Xian standing there nonchalantly. They whispered to each other when they saw god-emperor wind destruction’s vigilant look.
Behind Wang Xian, Hong Fengyan frowned slightly when she saw Wang Xian’s figure. Her eyes were filled with bewilderment.
To her, Wang Xian was very mysterious and extremely mysterious.
However, she had tested his strength before. He was even weaker than the immortal king level six that she sensed when she first met him.
Now that she saw how calm he was when he was facing the god of destruction, could he have some trump card?