"I never said it was a one-on-one duel," the words of Hua Tianqiong made Wen Shiyu's complexion change.
He instinctively scanned his surroundings, suspecting an ambush.
But after checking, he found nothing.
Wen Shiyu frowned tightly, staring at the blood-drenched Hua Tianqiong, unable to help feeling somewhat pity for him, "Is this pointless little trick your last stand?"
Hua Tianqiong smiled without answering.
Wen Shiyu's frown deepened even more.
Hua Tianqiong coughed for a while, lying on the ground with a grin, "What I meant wasn't that, but that the Emperor Immortal Sect will defeat the Yunxiao Sect, the Fierce Battle Sect, Qianyuan Cave Heaven, Purple Flame Mountain, Seven Killings Sect, Xuanyuan Sacred Land, Feixian Sacred Land, Canghai Sect, and Heavens Cloud Divine Sect!"
Wen Shiyu's eyebrows smoothed out, and he chuckled, "You're about to die, yet you're still so naive?"
"Where do you think Emperor Immortal Sect's chance of victory lies?"
