"I'm malicious?" Xu Wendong looked at Zhao Yunfeng with bewilderment, his eyes full of confusion: "Just because my strength is a tad strong, you say I'm malicious?"
"You didn't even ask about my strength, how can you say I'm malicious?"
"Also."
"If I'm malicious, then Senior Zhao who hides his cultivation level, is he not more vicious than I am?"
A simple remark.
Made Zhao Yunfeng feel suffocating, completely at a loss for how to respond to Xu Wendong's words.
"You can die now!" Pang Qiao launched another fierce attack, the broadaxe in his hand tearing the void with each swing, the momentum was terrifying.
On the other side.
Ge Huan was also besieged by those Loose Immortals of the Blood Skull Pirate Group. Not only were they numerous, but there were also several Second-Level Loose Immortals.
Ge Huan, with his strength, was difficult to withstand.
In an instant.
His physical body was pierced by swords and blades, under the bloody sky, he died miserably on the spot.
