Eva Green's emotionless mockery immediately made Huang's killing intent surge.
He clenched his hand into a fist, and a massive boom could be heard. It was as if steel had exploded, and he was about to attack.
But at this moment, a low voice entered his ears.
"Calm down, Young Master Zhen. Don't waste your time."
The identity of the one who spoke was extraordinary, his strength even greater than Huang Zhen, which was why Huang Zhen had no choice but to stop.
But because of this, the anger in his heart was like adding fuel to the fire, which almost made his eyes burst open.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Huang Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "These three women are clearly making fun of me. How can I calm down?"
The owner of the voice had obviously thought of an excuse. He immediately said, "Young Master Zhen, this is the territory of the Heaven's Edge Sect."
"So what if it's Heaven's Edge Sect?" After saying this, Huang Zhen immediately discovered that he was a bit careless, and as such, he hurriedly changed his words. "It's impossible for Heaven's Edge Sect to interfere with the conflict between cultivators in a city, right?"
"Young Master Zhen, among the three women, at least one of them is the disciple of the Heaven's Edge Sect."
Hearing this, Huang Zhen's eyes immediately froze.
If that was the case, it would be troublesome.
In the scope of the Heaven's Edge Sect's power, if he offended the disciples of the Heaven's Edge Sect, he would definitely not get a good result.
If he was unlucky, if the disciple joined the Crape Myrtle Sect...
The reputation of Crape Myrtle Sect had now spread all over the Lunia and the surrounding Upper Kingdoms.
At that time, Ancient Wasteland building would likely suffer great losses because of him.
With this thought in mind, Huang Zhen clenched his teeth until they creaked. In the end, a sentence jumped out from between his teeth, "I hope you weren't mistaken."
After that, he snorted heavily and turned to leave.
"Did I let you go?"
A faint female voice sounded behind him, making Huang Zhen's footsteps stop.
The armor on his body burst out loud like thousands of soldiers fighting.
Waves of terrifying vigor, like a blood dragon, roared and rushed forward.
All the defense arrays on the first floor of the trading shop were immediately aroused.
"You, say, what?"
Every word that came out of Huang Zhen's mouth was like a mountain falling from the sky, making people breathless and their souls almost crushed.
The floor was shaking, and the formation light film was shaking wildly.
The cultivators in the trading shop were panic-stricken and dodged one after another.
As for the cultivators raised by the trading shop, no one dared to come forward at this time, for fear that the other party would kill him to vent the anger in anger.
It was Jessica who stopped Huang Zhen just now.
At this time, seeing Huang Zhen's momentum directly crushing down on Jessica, Butterfly Zoila took a step forward calmly, blocking in front of Jessica, and her eyes were indifferent. "Do you dare to speak louder?"
As she spoke, rays of white light burst out behind her.
These white lights gave off a holy smell, like pieces of snow lotus or clean lotus flowers that came out of mud. Suddenly, the irritable vigor around them seemed to be washed and gradually quieted down.
Huang Zhen's eyes immediately locked onto Butterfly Zoila.
He could clearly see that this female cultivator had just reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Compared with him, the gap was like heaven and earth.
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