Chen Feng's fists clenched tightly, his face pale!
He stared intently at Li Xiaoqiang, wanting to challenge him. But his strength was evident here, and he was clearly not Li Xiaoqiang's match. This guy was indeed more powerful than the rumors suggested. Is this the power of a Divine Level Spiritual Root?
Chen Feng took a deep breath and said, "I lost!"
When Chen Feng uttered these words, those who had once submitted to him walked up to Li Xiaoqiang, cupping their hands with smiles and saying, "Congratulations, Daoist Li, you are the future of our Tianyuan Sect. Your strength is so formidable that we can't help but admire you!"
"Indeed, as fellow cultivators, we hope Daoist Li will take care of us in the future."
"Daoist Li, can we still cultivate in this Sword Tomb Land?"
Hearing these people, Li Xiaoqiang sneered at them, "You want to cultivate in the Sword Tomb Land, isn't that what you really care about?"
