“Jian Jinhuo, what are you fellows here for?” Jian Xiaotian said brusquely.

“Humph! And I was wondering who it might be. So, it is Junior Brother Xiaotian. Why are you here instead of cultivating with your master?” Jian Jinhuo said coldly.

“I am here to visit my friend. It seems you fellows came here to visit Senior Sister Qingwu. She is not here right now. You fellows should leave. Don’t disturb our conversation,” Jian Xiaotian said smilingly.

“Jian Xiaotian, don’t think that we are afraid of you just because you got yourself a powerful master! If you have what it takes, let’s go at it in a one-on-one fight!” A muscular man with dishevelled hair stepped forward, a sword in hand.

“I am not afraid of a one-on-one fight. The only thing I am afraid of is that you fellows will disregard ethics and swarm me.” Jian Xiaotian, wielding his sword, stepped forward as well.

“Humph! Swarm you? I alone will be enough to deal with you,” the dishevelled, muscular man said, swinging his hand upwards to fire out several sword beams forward.

Heh! Brother Jian will surely win. There won’t be any moments of suspense. With just a glance, Chen Feng could determine the cultivation states of the two sides.

Both of them were level 6 Sky Human...