"Little beast, you can't kill me!"
Ye Tianjun looked at this force, breaking through the arena to save him, a cold smirk suddenly appeared on his face.
"In this battle, I have gained a great deal, and once I overcome the great ordeal of life and death, I will take your dog's life!"
Ye Tianjun possessed a Chaotic Divine Body and in terms of talent, he feared no one.
As long as he could retreat unscathed today, he was confident that he could defeat Chu Fengmian the next time.
This time, he was already sure to escape unscathed.
The powerful beings backing him had already made their move, taking him directly away from the arena.
"Can't kill you?"
Chu Fengmian's gaze was ice-cold.
He had already intended to kill Ye Tianjun.
Today, no matter who came to his rescue, Ye Tianjun must die.
"There's no one I want to kill that can be saved!"
Chu Fengmian said slowly, word by word.
On that ten-thousand-foot Sword Edge, a force suddenly emerged.
The power of Creation.
