ack, retreating dozens of steps, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, and the arm that had shot out a palm trembled violently."It's over."Jun Xiaoyao once again wielded the Art of Military Conquest.E...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.st had already returned to the Immortal Academy.Upon departure.Including Si Ye (the Fourth Master) and all the other guardians, countless members of their families, all bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.Even above...