Chapter 161

"Zayn, attack with the third group of elite guards! Do everything you can to injure Wyatt!" The third group of elite guards had arrived. The person in the lead was Zayn, the Lynch's family famous martial expert. He was in his 40s, and he was wearing a black tracksuit. His shoulder was unusually broad, and his back muscles were so huge that they bulged against his shirt, as if wings would burst forth from beneath anytime. "Transcendental Realm Perfection!" Wyatt narrowed his eyes and smirked. That person's cultivation level was even higher than Mason's. Zayn had come at the right time. It was just what Wyatt needed to get rid of the evil curse fog in his body. Zayn strode toward the stage. As he did, he grabbed two plates from a table and threw them at Wyatt. With a whoosh, the plates whizzed through the air at a lethal speed toward Wyatt. It was traveling at such high speed and force that the air whistled. Zayn gave people the impression that he was domineering, arrogant, and i