Was that fiery pit actually the Celestial Prison Fire Hell?
Xu Yang's mind flashed with the thought, his gaze grave as he fixed his eyes on the golden-armored Martial Artist.
"An enforcement secret guard of Wuhou Hall?"
"That's right!"
The golden-armored Martial Artist sneered coldly, "Before this, all grudges between you and Wuhou Hall were settled! But you shouldn't have killed Huang Hua!"
Hearing that, Xu Yang snorted, "Do you believe your own words?"
"When he came here to kill me, why didn't any of you stop him?"
The golden-armored Martial Artist's expression darkened, "Sharp tongue!"
"That's only because you have nothing left to say!" Xu Yang retorted bluntly!
"Courting death!"
The golden-armored Martial Artist stepped forward, the furious flames around him forced violently back layer upon layer.
The terrifying power was in no way inferior to the Late Stage of Myriad Manifestation Realm!
"Go!"
