In a clash of strong opponents, one wrong move could result in serious injury or even death.
The Sect Leader of Xuanyuan Sect spat blood and was knocked back.
Han Zhe prepared to pursue and kill, but the Sect Leader of Xuanyuan Sect turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished, clearly using a Secret Technique, so he had to stop the chase.
Han Zhe landed.
Ling Tianyu and his two companions appeared; four Elders were killed, and Xuanyuan Sect lost four powerful fighters.
"Zhu Wushuang, Xia Liu." Han Zhe said, "This person must be the True Martial Saint."
Han Zhe wasn't foolish; having emerged, the True Martial Saint exuded a rich imperial aura, so he had to be the True Martial Saint.
"Indeed." Ling Tianyu replied.
"Have you met with Madman yet?" Han Zhe asked.
"No." Ling Tianyu replied, "But it will be soon."
"Madman can help you a lot." Han Zhe smiled, "Come visit my Absolute Tower when you have time, I'll be the host."
