"Young man, you're strong, but to challenge the authority of the Holy Sect, you're still lacking a bit."
"Next time, Jiuxiao will defeat you personally and wash away today's humiliation with blood."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"He won't have a next time."
Chu Feng said coldly.
At that moment, the Black Roc stepped out.
His gaze fixed on the Holy Sect Guardian, ready to strike at any moment.
"Old thing from the Holy Doctor Sect."
"Do you want to see the Holy Vein Successor die in your Holy Doctor Sect?"
Immediately the Holy Sect Guardian shouted coldly.
Da da da!!!
Soon, heavy footsteps emerged from the Holy Doctor Sect.
An elder with white hair and a scraggly beard, wearing a gray long robe, stepped out.
He looked like an old man on the verge of death.
But Chu Feng, looking at him, felt a sudden tightness inside, a sense of crisis.
This was the first time he had felt such a sensation.
This old man's strength was extraordinary, terrifying!!!
