The stars are flying, and the waves are rolling. From a distance, it looks like a meteor falling into the sea, causing a massive tsunami.
In the fierce wind, two figures flashed from left to right and finally appeared on the platform.
One was dressed in gray-white clothes, wearing a look of cynicism on his face, an aura of war.
The other was dressed in purple clothes, donning three long beards. From afar, he looked like someone from the Immortal Realm. He was simply against war.
"Fighting is popular. I admit your strength is incredible. But do you think you can contend against the entire Luoyun Valley alone?"
The elderly man in purple clothes looked cold and stern, gently caressing his long beard, and said with pride.
Zhan Fengyang laughed, putting on a broad face: "In Luoyun Valley, there are a group of shameless experts. I really can't beat them."
"But today, if you want to fight that child, I will fight against the young generation of Luoyun Valley."
