Who could afford to wait for a day?
This was not the time to talk about rules, be polite, and fight for fame.
The God-Slaying Token in his hand trembled crazily, and it even started to absorb the Holy Power in his body.
Feng Yujin felt the urgency of the situation. Without a word, he threw the sealed Wei Feng to Xu Xiaoshou.
"Leave this little girl to me."
"Wait a moment."
So be it if the strong bullied the weak!
Anyway, he had already defeated a demi-saint. He didn't care about another kid who was only a Sword Deity.
Yes, in Feng Yujin's eyes, whether Beibei pulled out her sword or not, she was just an ant with an extra weapon.
It didn't matter how strong the weapon was.
Perhaps the moment it appeared, it could indeed exert a little pressure on people.
However, the era of the ancient swordsman was in the previous era.