Jiang Ping An remained utterly motionless, and the two early God Tribulation Realm powerhouses quickly snapped out of their daze.
Zhuo Hanling, a powerhouse of the Wildsea Royal Clan, burst out laughing, his laughter dripping with mockery.
"Is this idiot seriously thinking that just because he has a powerful body, he can come fight on this battlefield?"
He had initially thought this white-haired man had wandered into the battlefield by mistake, but judging from his demeanor, that did not seem to be the case.
This white-haired man seemed to have deliberately come to this battlefield because he was relying on the strength of his body.
The early God Tribulation Realm powerhouse from the alliance shouted at Jiang Ping An, "Leave now! Don't think you can truly withstand the attacks of a God Tribulation Realm powerhouse. This battlefield is not a place you can come to!"
Although this white-haired man's body was very strong, the enemy's strike just now had merely been a casual swing.
If the enemy swung his saber with full force, even spirits of the same realm would have to retreat, much less a Peak God Core Realm spirit.
Jiang Ping An did not leave. Instead, he said calmly, "Leave this opponent to me."
The alliance powerhouse nearly thought he had misheard. His eyes widened. "Are you insane? Don't throw your life away! Once the other powerhouses of the Wildsea Royal Clan arrive, you won't even be able to leave if you want to!"
Which family's fool was this white-haired man? He was actually so arrogant that he wanted to challenge someone above his realm.
Taking advantage of his opponent's distraction, Zhuo Hanling heavily kicked him in the chest, sending him flying.
At the same time, he used the recoil to charge toward the white-haired man, the broadsaber