"Is this guy out of his mind?"
Not far away, Xu Qiao furrowed her brows tightly. She couldn't understand what nerve Shen Zhong had hit wrong. Lord Du San had already announced himself, and yet he was still so confrontational?
She was somewhat reluctant to waste talent.
Even though Chen Yang dying here today would be a good thing for her Heavenly Net Sect, watching him wither away made her feel a bit unwilling.
"Fine, fine indeed!" Lord Du San was completely enraged, fuming furiously.
This dog, simply disrespectful!
Many around retreated further back; a one-sided massacre seemed inevitable.
No one wanted to be splashed with blood.
"I, Lord Du San, have always valued young talents, and today I've shown utmost sincerity, yet you still refuse and wish to die?" Lord Du San snarled. "Well, I'll oblige you."
Whosh!
As he stepped forward, his right hand simply pushed out, the palm print flashed like lightning, crackling with thunderous force, sparking extensively along the way.
