indefinite.

Wang Zhi sneered and glanced at the other warriors.

Nalan Ming said: "I think there is no order at all in the Ala Ming Mountain realm. Everything is about the weak and the strong. It is indeed easy for warriors to lose control of their greed."

"You, Nalan Ming, seem to be thoughtful," Luo Qian said.

Nalan Ming smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just stating a fact. I have to say another fact. You, Luo Qian, are indeed very strong, but none of us are weak. How many battles can you win?"

"Don't talk nonsense to them. Those who have the ability to obtain treasures can get a few of them together, depending on their abilities." Zhao Xiu said.

"Whoever dares to rob me will be killed by me."

Luo Qian roared angrily, and powerful energy fluctuations erupted from his body, causing the air within a hundred feet to tremble violently.

Feng Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Zhen and said: "What is the attitude of your Martial Hall? Are you going to be a despicable villain who takes advantage of others by force, or are you going to protect the glory of the Martial Hall and advance and retreat with our Holy Sect?"

All the martial arts masters present were shocked and stared at Xiao Zhen.

They have full confidence to kill all the warriors of the Holy Sect and divide all the treasures. However, if the Martial Palace and the Holy Sect stand together, the difficulty will be greatly increased. Even if they succeed, there will definitely be heavy casualties.

Xiao Bofu owed Lin Ke a huge favor and was about to speak, but Xiao Zhen raised his hand to block him.

Xiao Zhen said calmly: "There are only four people left in our Martial Hall, and we just want to look for opportunities to become legends. As for other treasures, I am not interested, so please do so."

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!