章 537: Half-Saint Class Warship

"Everyone who comes to the Xuanwu Primitive World is a soldier of the Primitive World. It doesn't matter who it is who dares to fight in the Battlefield of Primitive World, whether he is a Saint of the Saint Academy or an Emissary of the Black Market, I'll definitely kill him."

King Jinhuang's voice resounded from the golden armor chariot pulled by eight redcloud pythons.

His casually-spoken words contained a Half-Saint's will. Each word was like a heavy blow to Zhang Ruochen, Green-robed Emissary, and the others, separating the two sides.

Green-robed Emissary did not dare provoke King Jinhuang. He shot a cold look at Zhang Ruochen and immediately withdrew.

Suppressed by an invisible force, Zhang Ruochen could only feel the Genuine Qi throughout his body - it seemed to have frozen and could not flow.