"Master, Master, this person wants to break our Great City Defence Formation!" A devilry cultivator saw through Feng Jiu's intentions below and was startled, even his voice stuttered.
"Break the formation? Hmph! That would depend if he can actually break it!" The Immortal Venerable snorted coldly. Although his mouth was pursed disapprovingly, his sinister gaze was staring closely at Feng Jiu down below.
This person was strange, did he really think that he could break the formation? This person really didn't know his limits.
At that moment, a loud bang was heard, followed by cries of exclamations from the surrounding area. The expressions on the cultivators' faces changed drastically: "No! He, he broke the Great City Defence Formation!"
