One versus many! 1!

The night wind gently caressed the wild grass, making a rustling sound. The top of the building under his feet was now covered with vines, winding down the wall.

More than a dozen tall foreign cultivators were standing on the top of the building, coldly looking at Tang Zhen who was standing opposite.

The ice-cold blade was reflecting rays of cold light and exuding a bloody aura.

An unconcealed killing intent was revealed from the eyes of these foreign race cultivators. If their gazes could be transformed into blades, Tang Zhen would have long been cut into countless pieces.

From the auras of these foreign cultivators, he could determine that there were three king level cultivators among them. The rest were peak Lord level experts. In some other worlds, they could become overlords.