"Ah!"
Yan Wentian's scream was high-pitched and miserable. He wanted to run, but he couldn't escape. He was kicked back by Yao Xuanji, who then swiftly disabled the furnace.
The old men in white suits, floating in mid-air, looked at the Yan Family members collapsed below with expressions of discomfort on their faces. Each person's eyes flickered with relief and lingering fear.
These guys were too ruthless!
The Yan Family had a total of seven seventh-level warriors, and not a single one escaped, all were disabled!
If our group had entered earlier, perhaps we would be the ones lying on the ground wailing now.
Lin Chen floated in mid-air, looking at the representatives of various forces ahead with different expressions and smiled slightly: "Enjoying the show?"
The old man in a white suit forced a smile on his face: "Your Excellency's strength is so formidable, you will surely shine in the upcoming finals and achieve excellent results."
