"Damn it! The Prajna League is so difficult to join, I'd rather not join. Anyway, it is said that the Xuanwu League will come to destroy it soon. I think the Prajna League will be finished soon!" On this day, a disciple who was refused to join the Prajna League was cursing.
"Pfft, this senior brother can't eat grapes, so he says the grapes are sour."
"Hahaha, I think it must be! I think even if Zhang Ting comes back, the Prajna League may not be unable to resist. Don't forget, there is also a fifth-grade supreme Feng Qingyang in the Prajna League."
"Yes, he has obtained the rookie commander's order. It is said that he can fight in a higher level. He has unlimited potential. I still want to join the Prajna League. I am just afraid that I will not be qualified."
Although it was Bai Ye who made the final move when the fight broke out that day, Feng Qingyang's aura of a fifth-grade supreme being was soaring in popularity after that battle.
As a result, everyone is more optimistic about the Prajna Alliance, and people have also heard that the third leader of the Prajna Alliance, who is not very prominent, is also a tough guy who has received the order of a rookie general.
“Boom—”
But just as everyone was discussing, a group of densely packed figures suddenly appeared outside the Prajna League! As soon as these people appeared, they surrounded the Prajna League.
Everyone saw that the people coming were all members of the Xuanwu League! And there were about 30,000 of them.
"Oh my god! Are all the members of the Xuanwu League dispatched? This is too scary."
"Fuck, that leader is Zhang Ting? He really brought people to find trouble for the White Lotus Alliance. He looks so unique. It seems that Mu Bailian has a strong taste, not Zhang Ting."
"Hush, keep your voice down! Didn't you see Zhang Ting's murderous face? Be careful or he'll beat you up. It's over. The Xuanwu League actually touched off so many people. The Prajna League is probably in trouble."
When the people at the scene saw the Xuanwu League's battle, they were all shocked, because there were too many people from the Xuanwu League! Especially the leader, who was the Xuanwu League's leader—Zhang Ting, a sixth-grade peak supreme.
Zhang Ting was quite ugly, and was taller than Zhou Yufeng, more than three meters tall! His face was like a toad, and it also had a strange green color, which made many onlookers secretly praise Mu Bailian for being able to do it.
But don't underestimate Zhang Ting, his talent is well-known in Tianfu.
"I didn't expect Zhang Ting to come in person. And you see, behind Zhang Ting are the second and third leaders of the Xuanwu League. It seems that Zhang Ting attaches great importance to Mu Bailian's opening. He is determined to teach Prajna League a lesson today."
"This battle is truly terrifying. It seems that even if the Prajna League has geniuses, they may not be able to stop it. We are in trouble!"
"Alas, there is nothing we can do about this. I think it's mainly because Bai Ye acted too ruthlessly and angered the Xuanwu League, which is why they came out in full force. I'm afraid the Prajna League will be expelled."
Seeing that the Xuanwu Alliance had sent out all its main forces, many people who were optimistic about the Prajna Alliance suddenly felt that the Prajna Alliance was powerless to turn the situation around. After all, the overall strength of the Xuanwu Alliance was indeed very strong!
"Zhang Ting, your Xuanwu League is so arrogant." But just when everyone thought that the Prajna League was going to be doomed, a shout came from the sky.
Following right on!
“Boom boom—”
More than 30,000 people rushed from the sky and appeared in everyone's sight. These people were the main members of the White Tiger Alliance, led by Xiao Aotian.
This grand battle is in no way inferior to that of the entire Xuanwu Alliance!