Jian Wushuang did not stop Moluo from leaving. Instead, he looked at Heavenly Snake Playboy indifferently.
He could feel that Moluo was not at his peak during the fight with him just now. It seemed that Moluo was injured and had been suppressing his own power. Moreover, someone was sitting on Moluo's shoulder. The boy with the wooden flute, who posed a greater threat to him, had not made a move yet.
If it wasn't for this moment, Jian Wushuang wouldn't mind going all out and having a real battle with Moluo.
However, the person he wanted to kill the most now was not Moluo, but Heavenly Snake Playboy!
He and Heavenly Snake Playboy did not seem to have any sparks, but they had long understood that in the Eighth City, only one of them would survive!
As the Eighth City trembled, Moluo disappeared from the Eighth City's universe passage.
Only Jian Wushuang and Heavenly Snake Playboy were left outside the door of the Heavenly Snake Divine Palace.