Oppression

"The four of you want to fight me?" Saber Master's cold gaze swept across Jian Wushuang and the other three Grand Ultimate Gods as a terrifying breath of aura started brewing in his body.

It felt like he was far more powerful than the average High-level Grand Ultimate Gods such that both Hong Chen and Long Xianzi felt inferior.

Jian Wushuang and the other three were in a stand-off against Saber Master.

Even though it was four against one, the four of them were aware of Saber Master's much stronger strength when compared to the average High-level Grand Ultimate Gods.

In that case, the four of them might have a slim chance of winning against Saber Master by teaming up.

"Be careful and don't be careless," Grand Ultimate God Hong Chen reminded the other three.

"Of course, look what I've received." Long Xianzi's eyes narrowed before flipped her hand to reveal a bronze mirror.