Zhan Clan's Zhan Hong

Liu Wu stared blankly at everything that had happened in front of him. He was still in a daze.

"Who... Who are you?!" he screamed. At this moment, he did not care about his face anymore.

He never expected that his fellow disciples would be defeated by the man in just a few breaths. Although the Mysterious Sky Sect was not a first-rate sect, it was still a second-rate sect!

To be able to participate in the Grand Sect Competition meant that the seven of them were the cream of the crop in the Mysterious Sky Sect. Now, they had all died at the hands of one person.

This sudden huge blow almost suffocated Liu Wu.

"Zhan Clan, Zhan Hong," the man stared at Liu Wu like a wolf and said coldly.

As soon as he said this, the surrounding people could not help but burst into an uproar.

"He's actually from the Zhan Clan!"

"But I've never heard of Zhan Hong's name."