The roaring sound, the horrible flame of the knife disappeared, the scattered fire fell on the ground, burning the ground into deep pits, we can see how terrible the power is.

The crowd shifted their eyes to the middle of the empty space and stood two old men, their hands raised flat, and their bodies were still covered with thick authentic elements. It was just the two of them who joined hands to defeat the flame of the knife.

"Thank you two elders for helping me."

Ye Dun hurried forward and looked at Ye Dun with a strange look. His eyes were somewhat helpless. If it hadn't been for two...