Xiang Chongshan and Mo Chenkong's cheeks stiffened. The words from moments ago echoed through their ears again and again, as if they had turned into slaps mercilessly striking their faces.
What did "there would be no more accidents" mean?
Hadn't an accident just happened?
"What the hell? No more accidents? That's hilarious!"
Luo Tongtian's mocking voice rang beside them, further needling their frayed nerves.
Old Man of Heavenly Secrets' eyes gleamed as he marveled inwardly.
Mu Jingfeng and Ye Nian were utterly stunned, their hearts filled with tangled emotions.
"Down!"
At this moment, Lin Xuan appeared above the backward-flying Zhan Cangyun. His foot, carrying Fist Palm Essence, star power, Zhou Tian Power, and the enhancement of strength, shattered space as it came crashing down.
Zhan Cangyun only had time to raise his spear across his chest before that kick stomped him out of the sky.
"Move!"
The Battle Clan Deathsworn and the elites of the three families abruptly snapped back to their senses and scattered to evade.
"Rumble!"
Zhan Cangyun plummeted down, smashing a horrifying crater into the ground as smoke and dust shot into the heavens.
"Everyone has to fight!"
"Since you came in, you can all stay here!"
Lin Xuan's voice descended from the sky.
The crowd looked up in horror!
There stood Lin Xuan like Gods and Devils descending upon the world, power surging through the Domain of the Gods.
Tai Chi power surged forth, and the Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel fell from the sky.
"Rumble!"
Terrifying, heart-palpitating fluctuations spread outward. Lin Xuan was like a natural calamity descending upon the world.
"Attack, attack now!"
"Strike quickly!"
Cries of alarm rose one after another.
At this moment, the three families' elites and the Battle Clan Deathsworn, who had been ordered not to act, could no longer remain calm.