Ye Dun's eyes fell on the young man, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. This man's strength was so strong that he reached the mid-ninth heaven of the Truth Way, and his breath was so secretive that it seemed like an endless whirlpool that people could not see the reality.

"He has two meteorite fragments in his hand." The woman whispered a sentence, but her eyes were still staring at Ye Dun. Her swordsmanship was uncertain and her fighting spirit was strong.

"You will also say that the meteorite fragments are in my hands, then you dare to grab the blatant, it's a bit too much." Ye Dun laughed coldly, making...