"You think you are the only one with a trump card? Even the True Demon reincarnated wouldn't dare to confront the majesty of the Ancient Dragon Emperor!"
Chu Fengmian looked at Cold-faced Demon Lord and coldly shouted.
"Cold-faced Demon Lord, your concealment is indeed deep, and even your strength surpasses my imagination. However strong you are, you still can't be my opponent. I will be the top contender in this Martial Arts Tournament, and no one can compete with me for it!"
"Be defeated!"
Chu Fengmian's mind stirred.
The phantom of the Ancient Dragon Emperor suddenly soared into the sky, sweeping everything before it.
This phantom of the Ancient Dragon Emperor was not just one of many; it was supported by the strength of Chu Fengmian's Black Profound Sword Formation. The power of this formation was completely integrated into the phantom.
The power that burst forth in an instant was nothing short of terrifying.
