After saying that, Wuming sheathed his sword, turned around and walked towards Jiang Chen.

From beginning to end, his expression was extremely bland.

Lian Qingyun, on the other hand, clutched his chest, staggered, climbed onto the griffon in panic, and flew away.

"Ling, do you think the Nameless Sword Master is strong?"

Looking at Wuming walking towards him, Jiang Chen asked in his heart.

He wanted to know what the spirit thought.

After all, in Ling's eyes, even Qingyun can only be considered okay.

"Very strong!"

Ling slowly said two words.

"Compared to the gods?"

Jiang Chen asked curiously.

"Not all gods are good at martial arts."

Linton paused and said: "However, even some gods who are good at fighting probably don't want to mess with him in the Origin Continent."

"So strong?"

Jiang Chen was really surprised. He knew Wuming was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong!

"Little brother Fanchen, thank you for taking care of my junior sister."
Chapter completed!