"Since you're so confident, I'll follow your heart." Yan Mo had just fought with Liu Muyun. He was really attacked by the burning magic blade. He immediately agreed to Ye Dun's request. His figure glittered and he closed his eyes on a huge rock and began to meditate.

The crowd on both sides of the country saw each other and died down one after another, but they still looked at Ye Dun and others coldly, fearing that the other would escape.

"How sure is it?" Seeing Ye Dust coming, Yanxiu asked.

"Fifty-five, I don't want to jump to conclusions unless I have fought with all my might." Ye Dun smiled...