"Jian Wushuang, you can't escape!"
"Die!"
Zi Dongwang and Xin Zhu had soaring murderous intentions and Zi Dongwang was constantly approaching Jian Wushuang.
"Big trouble!"
Jian Wushuang's eyebrows were tightly knitted but suddenly…
"Huh?"
Jian Wushuang's expression changed and there was delight in his eyes. He could clearly feel that in the void within ten thousand miles of him was a figure in a white robe flying over.
Through his Soul Power, he could see the features of the figure in white robe clearly.
"It's him!"
Jian Wushuang was delighted and he immediately switched directions without hesitation. He plunged towards the figure in the white robe.
Very soon, he appeared before the figure in white robe.
"Haha, Duan Lingfeng, long time no see!" Jian Wushuang laughed heartily.
"Duan Wushuang, it's really you," the man in the white robe who carried a saber on his back lifted his head to look at Jian Wushuang. Then, the corners of his lips lifted into a smile too.
