"Nie Yun, you're courting death! Men, chop off one of Nie Xiaotian's arms!"
Nie Lang hadn't expected the boy to strike without any warning. His face flushed red with rage, and he roared at the two Black Shadow Guards behind him!
As an Elder and a favorite of the Clan Leader, no one had ever dared to defy him like this. A wave of fury rushed to his head, making him feel as if his skull was about to explode!
'He dared to attack even under my threat? He's courting death! Utterly courting death!'
"Yes, sir!"
These two Black Shadow Guards were his loyal subordinates. Hearing the command, one of them raised his long saber and slashed down at the captive Nie Xiaotian!
ROAR!
Before the saber could even fall, a thunderous tiger's roar suddenly erupted behind the two guards. A massive paw then came crashing down viciously on one of their heads!
