The two armies faced off, tension so sharp it was about to explode…
Xue Zhaolong had the upper hand; he burst out laughing, "Haha, Yuwen Clan trash, is this all you've got? Come on, all of you, come play with Grandpa properly."
Xue Zhaolong's triumphant shouting rang out, and the Dragon King Hall side's morale surged. Everyone erupted with their own aura, that aura soaring like a rainbow, pressing down on the Yuwen Clan members like Mount Tai, making their hearts seize for a moment.
"Haha, come on then! Anyone else dare to play with your grandpa, just come. Otherwise I'm gonna start slaughtering." Xue Zhaolong kept shouting arrogantly.
The Dragon Head and the others didn't stop him. At this moment what they needed was to make a big scene; otherwise only small fry would come out, and they'd be completely useless.
"Brat, don't be so arrogant. You killed two of my Yuwen Clan experts, I'll definitely kill you." Another Yuwen Clan expert shot out like lightning.
