Qian Gu Dongfeng, Don't Say I Didn't Give You a Chance

Seeing that Qian Gu Dongfeng's words were gradually taking effect, Luo Ze, who had been watching for some time, no longer hesitated. In a flash, he appeared before Chen Xin Jie and released his Divine attribute, dispersing the black-purple haze around them.

"Luo Ze, why are you here? No! Why would you be here?!"

Both were Limit Douluo. Qian Gu Dongfeng believed there was a gap between himself and Luo Ze, but not one so absurdly vast.

After all, Qian Gu Dongfeng had always considered himself an established Limit Douluo, even a Quasi-God-level powerhouse.

As for Luo Ze, he was merely a young brat who had only recently become a Limit Douluo. How could he possibly be mentioned in the same breath as a powerhouse like himself?

Yet reality proved that he had been terribly wrong. Luo Ze's overall strength had long surpassed his imagination. Whether in cultivation or in the most fundamental standard of Four-word Battle Armor, the gap between them was far, far too great.

"Funny thing to say. I came specifically to discuss some matters with Hall Master Chen. Besides, I'm not some notorious fugitive or a traitor who betrayed the enemy, so why can't I come here?" Luo Ze asked, sounding somewhat puzzled.

Even as he spoke, his gaze had already drifted toward the layer of black-purple Mist behind Chen Xin Jie. Without the slightest hesitation, the figure of the Holy Radiance Kirin emerged.

The black haze seemed to sense the danger as well and instantly fled. It could not be helped. Divine Power was the natural bane of such foreign, evil creatures. Even if it did not run, its end would still be total annihilation.

The instant it departed, Chen Xin Jie regained his senses, and his emotions quietly settled back into calmness.

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