The guardian's eyes narrowed, showing a hint of caution. Just now, even he could not find out the specific location where he got the voice, which shows that the owner of the voice is not simple.

However, after all, he is the guardian of the world of Canghuang, so how could he not dare to challenge him? Otherwise, he would lose face and lose his fortune.

"Fight! Why not fight?" the guardian said coldly.

As soon as he said these words, a slender figure suddenly emerged from a corner of the crowd, like a roc spreading its wings, and flew towards the guardian in an instant.

"Huh? At the eighth level of the emperor, you are still pretending to be a ghost for me? You will die."

The moment this figure appeared, the guardian's eyes suddenly turned disdainful, because the aura of this figure was only at the eighth-level emperor level. How could he fight with such a level of cultivation?

The thunderous sword light fell again, its momentum was like a rainbow, and it quickly submerged the figure.

"It's over, aren't you looking for death in a battle against a guardian in the Eighth Level Emperor Realm? Isn't this person's brains funny?"

Seeing this scene, many people in Black Dragon City started an uproar, thinking that there was something wrong with this person's mind. Even Zhuo Xiangding and others frowned.

"Hmph! You are not overestimating your own capabilities." The guardian put away his thunder sword and said coldly.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

A joking voice suddenly came from behind the guardian, causing the guardian to freeze up and turn around suddenly. A young man looked at him with a faint smile, and then a whistling sound came over and hit him hard on the chest.
Chapter completed!