"Falling Anser Peak, Jiang Feng, greets Senior Brother!" In the area, Jiang Feng cupped his hands and bowed, taking the lead in greeting Han Yu.

"Luofu Peak, Han Yu! You... courting death!" Han Yu's face was filled with arrogance. Just as he finished speaking, he saw a massive fireball, as tall as a person, rapidly flying towards him with a whoosh.

Han Yu's expression changed slightly, a flash of anger in his eyes. Gripping his long spear, he swung it out with a powerful sweep.

"Bang!"