As a majestic momentum emanated, the atmosphere in the arena became warm again, and the disciples headed by Chang Kuan showed a triumphant look on their faces.

At the edge of the platform, Chang Houde stepped forward a few steps. True elements flowed slowly in the body, and all the bones of the body made harsh bone bursts. Yes, he finally recovered a trace of mobility.

"It's time to end this farce." Glancing at the leaf dust still in the illusion, Chang Houde stepped up to him, reached out his hands, and the golden Yuan Gong burst into the air with fierce killing intentions.

In this battle, Chang Houde admitted...