"That old fellow actually broke through?"
The four people in the core battle zone had now fallen into a standoff.
Sensing the change in Lu Yuan's aura with his Spiritual Sense probe, Ke Wuming could not help crying out. He looked toward Old Ghost Chen Xing and asked, "Sect Master, should we go give him a hand?"
The old man opposite him abruptly blocked his way and said coldly, "Little brat, your opponent is this old man. If you want to help that boy, defeat this old man first!"
"You? Hmph! You can't stop me."
Killing intent flickered in Ke Wuming's eyes.
With the combat strength he had displayed so far, defeating that old man truly would not be easy, but his capabilities went far beyond what he had shown.
An ordinary Ninth-tier Saint Star Position martial artist simply could not hold him back.
"Old Ghost Chen Xing, this old man advises you to behave yourselves. Otherwise, I trust you still remember quite clearly what it felt like when the two of us joined forces to gang up on you?" the Ninth-tier Saint Star Position elder facing Old Ghost Chen Xing sneered.
"I remember it quite clearly indeed! Hahaha..."
Old Ghost Chen Xing could not help bursting into laughter.
Even now, the cultivation he displayed was still only at the Eighth-tier Saint Star Position.
Yet whether in combat strength or any other regard, he made people feel deeply wary.
That laugh made the old man even more uncertain.
Just what was this fellow's cultivation and strength? Why could he still laugh at a time like this?
"Did you hear what they said? If you really go help Qin Shaofeng, those two will join hands to deal with this old man. This old man is merely at the Eighth-tier Saint Star