“Who is it?” Jiang Qisha fiercely shouted with a bit of a frown.
“What, have you forgotten about me already?” Space itself split once again, and a person slowly stepped out, appearing before the crowd.
That person had long hair that fell onto his shoulders, and a large sword in his hand. Although he wasn’t that handsome, there was a hint of a valiantness on his face. Moreover, there was some brilliance swirling around his body, making him appear akin to some sort of divine being.
Most importantly, such a young man like him was emanating the aura of a rank four Martial King.
“Chu Feng? It’s Chu Feng?!”
Everyone was dumbfounded. It was not only because Chu Feng dared to appear in this place, nor was it because he was releasing the aura of a rank four Martial King. It was because the person who forced Jiang Qisha back was Chu Feng.
“What’s going on? Wasn’t Chu Feng a Martial Lord? Why has he suddenly become a Martial King, and even a rank four Martial King?”
“What happened? Why has Chu Feng’s strength reached such a level, and why does the weapon in his hand look so familiar? It seems like the Crippling Night Demon Sect’s treasure, the Royal Armament the former sect head used, the Demon Sealing Sword!”
“Demon Sealing Sword? That’s right, it is the Demon Sealing Sword! Chu Feng got his hands on it? He’s actually obtained this king of Royal Armaments? What is happening?” There were many surprised exclamations, but there were even more panic and fear.
“Chu Feng!” Zi Ling and the others were elated as they quickly ran up to Chu Feng.
When he saw them all safe and sound, Chu Feng’s heart was at ease. But he didn’t have time to chat with them as he hurriedly placed his palm on Tantai Xue’s forehead.
*wuaoo—*