The Chinese team and Yukieko, among others, had pale faces, all in utter silence!
The scene before them was akin to the aftermath of an earthquake. Takekawa Haruka stood in place, holding the katana with both hands, his Protective Gang Qi repelling the scattering dust around him, still maintaining the Force Split Mount Hua posture!
"Master...Master!" Yukieko's face was pale, her heart thumping rapidly!
Nami Amayama tightened her grip on her katana, a serious look on her face, but she didn't quite believe that War Emperor Beiming had just perished like that!
If anything had happened to Ling Fan, she would not hesitate to fight to the death against the opponent.
The figure hidden in the shadows was also extremely tense, slightly bent like a cheetah ready to pounce!
At this moment, Takekawa Haruka slowly straightened up, the katana in his hand sloping toward the ground as he indifferently glanced at the smoke-obscured and cracked ground before him!