Meeting Old Friends

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At that moment, the divine patterns on Jian Wushuang's body lit up, and his purple-gold eyes shone brightly. The purple 'River' character between his eyebrows flashed with a touch of flirtatiousness. His originally ordinary appearance also had an inexplicable sense of handsome and domineering aura.

"Jian Wushuang, you..."

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of the South River Supreme. He had not expected that Jian Wushuang would dare to attack him in the universe myriad Clan Gathering!

"Hmph, if you used the Wuxu chaotic cauldron or the Tarot Divine Sword, I would still be a little afraid of you. How dare you fight me with your mere physical strength?"

Then, River south Supreme sneered and endless supreme divine power surged in his hands. He had made a decision in his heart. In that case, he would make Jian Wushuang look bad in the Great Clan Gathering and make him lose face in front of all the clans.