Dong dong dong!
Corpses fell one after another, and the thick smell of blood filled the air.
Everyone was stunned by the scene before them.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened instantly, then he deeply glanced at Xue An.
He never expected that this seemingly delicate and frail young man could strike so ruthlessly.
With just one move, dozens of powerful beings from other races were killed on the spot.
"It seems no one has any objections! So come over!" Xue An said lightly.
The girls were the first to react and quickly ran towards Xue An.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man shouted coldly, "Wait!"
Swoosh!
The servants stepped forward, blocking the path.
Then the middle-aged man parted the crowd and walked into the arena.
"What? Do you have an objection?" Xue An's eyes flashed as he asked coldly.
"Heh, it's not exactly an objection! But..." the middle-aged man said to Xue An with a forced smile.
"You've acted so ruthlessly, have you considered the consequences?"
