章 1787: The Path of Trial

Han Fei grabbed the Embroidery Needle with both hands and thrust it at the blood pool.

The spear thrown by the Half-King was shattered by Han Fei halfway.

Seeing that Han Fei was so strong, the man immediately stood in front of the bronze gate and looked at Han Fei maliciously.

However, to his surprise, when Han Fei's spear approached the shore, it twisted and was annihilated.

Han Fei sneered and then looked at Xia Xiaochan. "Don't attack the people on that road. Fighting is forbidden here! Otherwise, the power will backfire on you. That person just now wanted to trick us because we just came…"

Xia Xiaochan nodded and made a throat-slitting gesture at the man.

"Hiss!"

Someone was lost for words. "What an arrogant newcomer. Which Heavenly Palace is he from?"

Those who heard this shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen these two people before and did not know them.