He knew that Zhao Tianjian only had a middle-high status within the sect. The higher level of the sect would not allow for Zhao Feng’s cultivation to be crippled in front of them.
Sou!
Zhao Feng ran towards his target at his fastest speed.
“Gah! This kid…..” Zhao Tianjian understood Zhao Feng’s intention.
“Zhao Tianjian! Stop!” A deep voice as loud as thunder boomed. Accompanying this voice, a powerful aura formed overhead. It was a white-bearded old man. He stood in front of Zhao Tianjian.
Not good! It is the main judge!