Not everyone can face genius martial artists and still challenge those beyond their level like Ling Xiao.
For the vast majority of martial artists, the difference in combat power between realms is indeed significant.
Facing Wang Xiang and Zhu Nan, Dan Feng even didn't feel like making an effort, because the opponents were simply too weak.
"Get lost!"
A cold voice came from Dan Feng's mouth, and a weapon appeared in his hand.
However, this weapon was extremely bizarre; it looked like a Daoist horsetail whisk.
The whisk was swung, and the sound of a gale rampaging filled the air.
Then, two gigantic monster incarnations were blown away like paper and fell into the crowd, unable to get up for several moments.
"If the Tianhai Empire wasn't relying on the higher Mysterious World Law, it wouldn't be anything special. You people have truly been complacent for too long. Seven Little Saints? In my eyes, you are nothing!"
