章 1693: Suppression

Just as everyone was in a state of surprise…

Swoosh!

Jian Wushuang created countless shadows instantly. At the same time as his body moved, the Hong Jun Golden Sword shook slightly and changed its direction toward Jian Wushuang.

As for Jian Wushuang's target, it was Real God Han Quan of the Soaring Heaven King Palace.

"Not good!"

It was obvious that Real God Han Quan had realized Jian Wushuang's intention as well. His expression then changed greatly at once and he did his best to escape.

However, he had been staying at the edge of the battlefield and he was not that far away from Jian Wushuang to begin with. Moreover, after Jian Wushuang wounded Sir God Qian Lan fatally, which caused everyone to be in a state of shock, he attacked him without any warning. In addition, his speed was extremely fast and when Real God Han Quan reacted, it was already too late.