of this that when his long sword appeared, it immediately caused an uproar.Seeing this, Yang Zixiong swept away his previous dejected look and excitedly shouted again."It's over, Ye Tian is finished...After a long silence, no one dared to step forward and take the risk.

The middle-aged mage and the black wizard who just stood up first were precisely because their calligraphy skills surpassed others. Now that such two people are dead, who else dares to harbor any illusions of safety

Ye Bufan wanted to take another look, and he didn't rush forward.

A cold look flashed across Andrew's face. "Well, well. No one has anything to say Did you all come here on vacation"

Then he pointed his finger at a gaunt old man in front of him: “You!”

The gaunt old man trembled all over and stammered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Andrew. I'm incompetent. Perhaps you should hire someone else."

Andrew said coldly, "Do you think 20 million is so easy to get Either go in now and get my son treated, or break an arm and roll!"

A resolute glint flashed in the wizened old man's eyes. "I'm sorry, Mr. Andrew," he said, "I truly am powerless to help."

Andrew waved his hand, and a bodyguard stepped forward to grab the old man's arm. With a snap, it was broken in two.

With a sickening crack of bone, the other mages flinched in fear. It seemed this place was truly not to be entered lightly.cendence.But this is the ethereal fairy palace, with so many powerful figures in front of him, he dare not use the monster refining bottle at will, he can only watch helplessly as the primordial spiri...