บท 4237: Last War (1)

"This year's competition is going to be a peak one!"

"I wonder who's the real winner!"

While everyone was discussing among themselves, Yan Yu stared at Feng Wu with a ferocious look on his face.

The liquid he drank was made from the essence of the dead elders. Had the Luo family sacrificed two elders for her as well?

However, even the elders were willing to sacrifice themselves, but only Semi-divine medicine refiners could make the liquid. How could Feng Wu…

Feng Wu smiled at him. "Someone once said that I was invincible among my peers. I'd like to know if that's true."

Yan Yu smirked. "In your dreams!"

Feng Wu said, "Let's see who's the real invincible cultivator!"

Thump!

The spiritual essence kept gushing out as they clashed.

The impact sent them flying backward.

Feng Wu stumbled back seven steps, and Yan Yu only took one step to steady himself.

Had the winner been determined?