In the middle of the field, twenty ancient martial arts experts glared at Chen Xiao like the grim reaper, their eyes thick with murderous intent, wishing they could tear him limb from limb.
Facing their aggressive gazes, Chen Xiao remained cold and indifferent, the Zhenshang Sword in his hand.
Right then, he suddenly stopped, glanced at Dong Shikang, and said, "Come on, make your move!"
Chapter 881