There are three major forces in front of you, six late-stage gods, and more than twenty mid-stage gods followers. Even if Tu Batian's combat power is comparable to that of the Great Perfect God, he is definitely not their opponent.

Just as several major forces confronted each other and formed a confrontation and balance with Tu Batian, another person appeared in the distance.

A young man in white clothes, unparalleled handsome.

This man held a gorgeous jade flute with a smile on his face, looking like a romantic peerless scholar.

"It's so lively. For a mid-term medicine god, it actually attracted so many people. It's really fun!"

The young man laughed, broke into the battle circle of everyone without any concern, and walked in front of everyone casually.

He bowed politely to the surroundings, and then introduced himself: "I am Jian Wufeng, who is a disciple of Fenglei Sword Saint... Now, you can get out!"

"What a big tone!" A mid-term god couldn't help but sneer, "What is the Fenglei Sword Saint, even..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light flashed!

"Clang!"
Chapter completed!