บท 4210: Chilian, Jinghui, Ziyun, Wang Lin, Zhang Ke

Ziyun the sacred lady smirked. "The Red Feather Room isn't some petty sect. If you're going to get involved, you'll have to pay for it!"

Feng Wu nodded. "Alright."

"After you."

"After you."

Feng Wu and the sacred lady Ziyun said in unison. The next second, they struck out.

As a matter of fact, Feng Wu had roughly guessed Ziyun's cultivation level when she attacked Chaoge.

The sacred lady Ziyun wasn't weak, but she wasn't very capable either.

She was a Level-5 Spiritual Emperor, slightly higher than Luo Zilin and about the same level as Luo Zizhong.

But now, Feng Wu was so capable that the sacred lady Ziyun couldn't even begin to compare with her. Ever since the Dynasty Road, Feng Wu had been making rapid progress.

Feng Wu could have defeated the sacred lady with one strike, but she didn't do that.