"Retreat? I never intended to have any retreat today!"
Chu Fengmian looked at the three Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperors before him, his gaze like that of looking at dead men.
"Today, you will also die. The moment you dared to oppose the Holy Dragon Sect, your death was already destined!"
"Kill! Kill this kid, and all problems will be solved!"
Looking at the extremely distressed faces of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor and the Hall Master of the Sword Enlightenment Hall.
Black Dust Great Elder shouted fiercely.
"This kid's power is still being suppressed by the Law Door, it's only his physical body that's strong. Now is the time to take his life!"
The more he witnessed Chu Fengmian's power, the stronger Black Dust Great Elder's killing intent became. In his palm, countless black dust suddenly condensed, transforming into a stele, and smashed directly towards Chu Fengmian.
