Old Friend

On the vast battlefield, because she had already defeated the last genius, Leng Ruxue was preparing to leave the battlefield in front of everyone's eyes.

But at this moment...whoosh!

A figure appeared directly in the middle of the battlefield as if it had teleported. Moreover, as soon as this figure appeared, a tyrannical aura immediately locked onto her.

Leng Ruxue stopped in her tracks and raised her head in surprise. She felt that the other party's aura was very familiar to her.

As the figure of the other party appeared, a familiar face appeared in front of her, causing Leng Ruxue's pupils to shrink.

The many cultivators on the martial arts practice field also noticed the changes in the battlefield and saw Jian Wushuang's appearance.

All of them were puzzled.

"Sir, what's the matter?"