Feeling Wu Yongheng's aura rapidly approaching, Xu Wendong's Soul Force immediately swept out.
He didn't want this master and disciple duo to affect today's warm and enjoyable dinner.
Wu Yongheng was flying on his sword, when suddenly, an earth-shattering voice echoed in his mind: "Wu Yongheng, you shouldn't have come here to die!"
"Who are you?" Wu Yongheng was on high alert, his eyes full of terror.
The voice just now was cold and merciless, exuding an overwhelming aura, as if it could take his life at any moment.
Xu Wendong's voice sounded again: "Do you really want to know who I am? I'm afraid you'll be scared to death once you find out."
Wu Yongheng: "To know the senior's identity, I would die without regret."
"Since that's the case, then as you wish!" Xu Wendong said calmly.
The next moment.
Suddenly, information about Xu Wendong appeared in Wu Yongheng's mind.
