Beside the amethyst mercenary group, there was an old man standing next to Xiahou Ming.
“Elder Zeng, this is our savior. If it wasn’t for him last time, we would have died long ago!”
Xiahou Ming introduced to the old man beside him.
“Oh? I’ve never heard of such a monstrous student in the demon Hunters Academy!”
The old man looked curiously at the group of people flying towards them.
“New student, his strength is really abnormal. Back then, he killed more than a dozen cloud clams that were at transcendent level six in one move!”
Xia houming said with a face full of admiration.
“He’s so strong and so young. I wonder which bloodline family’s disciple he is from!”
The old man said slowly.
Regardless of whether it was the woman with an explosive figure or the old man, they all believed that Wang Xian had a powerful bloodline.