After saying that, Wuming put his sword in the sheath and turned around and walked towards Jiang Chen.

From beginning to end, his expression was extremely dull.

Lian Qingyun covered his chest, staggered, climbed onto the griffin beast in panic, and flew away from here.

"Ling, do you think the nameless sword saint is strong?"

Looking at Wuming who was walking towards him, Jiang Chen asked in his heart.

He wanted to know the Spirit's view.

After all, in the eyes of Ling, even Qingyun can only be considered a good one.

“Very strong!”

Ling slowly said two words.

"What about the gods?"

Jiang Chen asked curiously.

"Not all gods are known for their strength."

Lingdun said, "But even some gods who are good at fighting may not want to mess with him on the Origin Continent."

"So strong?"

Jiang Chen was really surprised. He knew Wuming was very strong, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong!

"Brother Fanchen, thank you for taking care of the junior sister."
Chapter completed!