There was silence on Monday. Ji

Xinghe's eyes scanned all directions more fiercely, with his head held high, like a white crane standing among the chickens.

"The Hundred Refining Weapons Sect... is nothing more than that. No one can fight with me." He whispered coldly, with deep sarcasm in his voice.

Although the sound is soft, it spreads throughout this place. This

Suddenly, the faces of the monks from the Hundred Refining Weapons Sect became extremely ugly.

Some disciples lost their previous determination, and confusion flashed in their eyes.

The Hundred Refining Weapons Sect...is it really that it is in such a state of decline?

Ji Xinghe turned his head and did not want to say any more.

But at this moment, a cold voice echoed in all directions.

"Ji Xinghe, do you have the guts to say that there is no one in the Hundred Refining Weapons Sect?" Tu Tu
Chapter completed!