C1322 The Arena of Wargods

"Hmph, if you don't accept it, then take your men and scram. You are not welcome at this Immortal City Martial Arts Tournament!"

Right at this moment, Zhan Lingyun looked at Master Yi Yuan, swung his sleeves, and said with a clear and cold gaze. At that moment, Zhan Lingyun's entire body released an unquestionable might.

"Let's go for a walk!"

Looking at Zhan Lingyun