Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Jiang Shanhe and Nie Hechuan retreated in succession, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xu Feiying, their expressions grave as they looked at Xiao Yi.
Their eyes were filled with tumultuous waves.
There was a time...
Bai Xing and Ping Sifang were on par with them, dominating figures among the younger generation of the ten nations of Nanhuang, the strongest of existences.
As long as the older generation of the Tao Tribulation Realm did not step in, they were nearly invincible.
They had never imagined they would die at the hands of someone their own age.
Especially not by someone who, just a year ago, was nothing more than waste at the Physical Body Realm.
"He, he was really just at the Physical Body Realm a year ago?" Xu Feiying swallowed hard, asking in disbelief.
Nie Hechuan too looked at Jiang Shanhe with a shocked face.
Gurgle!