Mist Island (II)

Silence descended on the battlefield.

"Where did this second stage warrior come from?!"

Everyone's expressions froze, especially the two old men from the Yinfeng Sect. The wrinkles on their faces were almost twisted into a knot.

"Big shot, what's the point of bullying the weak in the periphery instead of going to the center of Mist Island?"

The two elders roared in their hearts.

The transformation of internal force was a sign of the second stage of the warrior realm. Those in the disciple realm might not know it, but how could the two elders from the Yinfeng Sect not know it?

Although there was only a difference of one realm between the two of them, it would not take much effort for the masked man to wipe out their entire sect.

A young man from the Hao clan couldn't help but ask the middle-aged woman in a low voice, "Third Aunt, we…"