"I suggest you think about your own situation first."
Wang Zhan looked at the people in front of him and then shook his head.
Right now everyone's gaze was fixed on Xie Fengyun; it wouldn't be long before they directly made a move against him.
By then, Xie Fengyun wouldn't even have a chance to run.
After all, they were all trapped inside the Ten Thousand Flaming Sword Formation; getting out was practically harder than ascending to the heavens…
Xie Fengyun's white teeth were almost grinding to pieces. After giving the people beside him a cold, sinister look, he said in an icy voice, "Since all of you insist on listening to him, then don't blame me for being rude to you."
As he spoke, they saw Xie Fengyun suddenly raise both hands, pushing the power around his body to its absolute limit.
Since he could no longer escape, he naturally had to go all out in one last fight.
Even if he really could drag a few down with him, it wouldn't be a loss for those around him.
