"Xun FuJun! You dare to come!"
Before the words had fallen, a verdant great hand had already reached out to grab the Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator!
It was an Elder Xia from the Longevity Sect who had struck out in rage.
However, the Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator had a calm and indifferent expression on his face as if he didn't care at all.
Before the great hand could reach him, it was stopped by another invisible luminescence.
Elder Xia, with a face full of shock and anger, turned his head to look at the person who intervened:
"Yan Wenzheng, what is the meaning of this? He has killed so many disciples of our sect, do you intend to shield him!?"
The person who had acted was none other than the great elder of the Wanxiang Sect, Yan Wenzheng.
But at this moment, his expression was even more ominous than Elder Xia's, and he coldly said: