Wang Zhan's gaze focused, quickly falling back on Luo Tianhong. He gripped the Deep Fire Blade in his hand once more, but before he could launch an attack, Luo Tianhong rapidly closed in on him.
An icy voice echoed through the sky.
"This time, it seems we must make a choice."
"I must say, I actually felt a little regretful before killing you."
"Sadly, we follow different paths and cannot work together, so I truly am sorry."
The next second, Luo Tianhong reached Wang Zhan. At that precise moment, Wang Zhan used all his strength to push away the two people beside him.
Xiang Tian's and Luo Xue's faces instantly paled considerably.
They both screamed desperately.
"Brother Wang!"
The people within Tianxiong City also knew what was about to happen, and looks of regret appeared on their faces.
BOOM!
With the loud explosion, Wang Zhan's figure was blasted backward, crashing heavily into a nearby wall.
