Although Feng Qingping released more than ten thousand heads of Blood Essence, he wasn't in a hurry to attack but transformed into Blood Light, wandering around the perimeter. His expression became extremely cautious, and he kept recalling the recent scene in his mind to ensure there were no oversights.
"There were two streaks of golden light just now, not sure what Divine Power it is, but just one hit is deadly, it must be avoided at all costs."
"Zhang Yan excels in Sword Dao Skills, especially as he has served Shaoqing for thirty years; who knows what remarkable skills he might have learned. Although we have fought till now without him using them, I cannot afford to be complacent."
