The moment Black Sickle met those eyes, a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
The boiling blood and qi within him seemed to have been thrown into a refrigerator at absolute zero, instantly cooling down.
"Stop playing tricks!"
Forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart, Black Sickle looked around.
He still had allies. Xu Zhiming could not possibly defeat him.
Such an enormous Thunder Domain could not be sustained for long.
As long as the other side showed signs of fatigue, victory would ultimately belong to him!
Outside.
Luo Xianfei quietly watched that dazzling streak of gold within the barrier.
At last, she breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her gaze toward Black Wind Forest.
"If you go in alone, I can choose to release your Black Demon Centaur Clan's prince."
After waiting so long and paying so much, fortunately, Xu Zhiming had not disappointed her expectations.
That brat had silently comprehended the third level of Martial Dao True Meaning, and no one had known.
His growth was far too rapid, even faster than hers.
Jiang Sheng likewise looked at Black Wind Forest, his eyes brimming with mockery.
He had no intention of caring about the bearing of an expert.
"Having victory firmly in hand feels wonderful!"
"But turning the tables from the brink of death seems even more unforgettable!"
"Don't you think so, Black Wind Forest?"
Black Wind Forest's expression turned incomparably ugly. Listening to the humans around him rubbing it right in his face, he could not find any reason to refute them.
"Hmph! The result has yet to be decided. It is still too early to tell!"
"They merely hold the upper hand for now. How could our clan's prince possibly lose to a Great Xia man!"
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