Confession: I Did It All!

Feng Xin looked at Xia Wuji beside him, nodded, and said, "Fortunately, you came. Otherwise, I really would have been in a bit of trouble."

"From here on, I'll take the main attack. Assist me from the side!"

Xia Wuji said, "All right!"

By then, Zhu He had already shattered the rivers of sword light that had been circling and darting around him.

With a thought, Xia Wuji recalled the twelve flying swords.

Zhu He glanced at the scene of the Great Yin Sacred Master's Saint Daughter, Feng Shuang, fighting Yang Ruochan and Zhang Ting alone.

He immediately looked away.

Feng Shuang was third on the Wind and Cloud Ranking. Although she could not defeat Yang Ruochan, ranked tenth, and Zhang Ting, ranked fifteenth, holding the two of them back was effortless.

And as for him, there was even less pressure!

He let out a cold laugh and said, "Xia Wuji, Xia Wuji, I was just worrying about how to find you. Who would have thought you'd come running to me to die?"

"Feng Xin's strength is far inferior to mine. As for adding you... it's useless."

"You can only throw your weight around among the younger generation of the Heavenly Origin Sacred Land. Before me, you're as weak as an ant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu He launched a fierce assault. Enormous fireballs coiled around his fists as he swung them violently.

Feng Xin met him head-on, his powerful saber light surging forth with a raging gale.

Xia Wuji's twelve flying swords shrieked through the air, searching for openings and striking wherever there was a gap. They restrained Zhu He's movements and created opportunities for Feng Xin.

Of course, Xia Wuji had held back his strength. He still needed Zhu He and Feng Shuang to leave and