Hearing Jian Qiong's words laced with coldness, Jian Wan turned her face slightly and glanced at her. In that moment, she seemed to be gently shaking her head, her features tinged with sorrow. She spoke softly, saying, "He is, after all, one of our Jian Family members!"
After saying this, Jian Wan turned her head back, looking again toward that Martial Arts Battle Platform, as if letting out a faint sigh.
"That brat, ah!" After Jian Yu and the Jian Family members went all out to block the Ying Family's attacks, they all let out a series of sighs.
Under that force, Jian Yu admitted that even he himself could not retreat with his Whole Body intact, let alone that brat. Even though that brat's fleshly body was monstrous, that power just now had gathered the strength of the many experts of Lingxiao Sacred Land.
He told himself that wanting to kill Mo Ruoyan was simply unrealistic. Don't even talk about killing Mo Ruoyan—just getting close to him was hard.
