Long Guhuang muttered softly, but the sound waves, carried by energy, travelled as if whispers and clearly reached everyone's ears.
At that, many people began to anticipate, even looking towards Xu Fan with schadenfreude.
Who would have thought, the so-called Guardian God of Yan Country, would change faces faster than flipping a book and was about to make a move on Xu Fan already.
On one side was the up-and-coming talent, the dark horse Xu Fan whose skills amazed all four corners and whose fame surged rapidly.
On the other side was the leader of Flame Dragon Organization of Yan Country, the war deity with a resounding reputation.
If these two were to fight, the excitement would no doubt be no less than the astonishing battle just witnessed.
However, Xu Fan remained composed, even a hint of a bittersweet smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Whether he was Long Guhuang's target or not, feeling the other's killing intent, he understood instantly.
On another side,