"Hahaha!" Within the Immortal Dao Battlefield Killer Move, Wu Yong suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter brimmed with fury.
Clearly, he was extremely angry that Feng Jiuge had helped Fang Yuan.
"Good."
"Very good."
"You two are merely Rank 7 Gu Immortals, yet you possess Rank 8 Combat Power."
"Today, I shall properly experience just what skills you two possess!"
The pride and confidence of a Rank 8 Gu Immortal made the killing intent in Wu Yong's chest grow ever fuller and denser.
He absolutely did not believe that he would lose.
Even if he faced two enemies alone, so what?
He, Wu Yong, was a Rank 8 Gu Immortal, while his two opponents were merely Rank 7.
How could the gulf between Rank 7 and Rank 8 be crossed so easily?
What was more, he had an Immortal Gu House in hand.
Jade Clear Drip Wind Small Bamboo House—the Rank 8 Immortal Gu House!
How could a Rank 8 Gu Immortal, coupled with a Rank 8 Immortal Gu House, possibly be defeated?
Wu Yong could not think of a single reason why he would fail.
With battle about to begin, the atmosphere immediately turned taut.
Feng Jiuge slowly drifted toward Wu Yong. Without looking back, he said to Fang Yuan, "You once saved my life. Now I return a life to you. Our kindness and resentment are now settled. Go. Whether or not you can break through this place and escape to survival will depend on your own fate."
Fang Yuan was astonished.
From the looks of it, Feng Jiuge did not intend to join forces with him. He intended to fight Wu Yong alone!
"Good." Fang Yuan immediately retreated into a corner.
What kind of person was he?
How could he possibly refuse an advantage placed before him?