Chapter 939

They didn't dare block the strike and quickly retreated. The sword stabbed fiercely into the ground, its force splitting the intense battle apart. "Who dares interfere with this battle?" Alfred roared furiously. "This is…" Zane was momentarily stunned. Teddy looked puzzled, his gaze following everyone else's. In the next moment, the source of the disturbance became clear. Taylor appeared at the forefront, flanked by a crowd of followers. His robe fluttered lightly in the wind. His expression remained calm and composed. Under the astonished stares of the crowd, he raised his hand slightly. The sword embedded in the ground trembled violently before leaping into the air and landing perfectly in his grip. Taylor's gaze swept coldly over the four profound grandmasters blocking his path. "A bunch of worthless trash. How dare you think you're worthy of killing my enemy? Get out of my sight!" The oppressive energy emanating from him was overwhelming. The four grandmasters felt an e