"Blood splatters thirty thousand miles!" Tang Zhong said coldly.
Fujiwara Ya's face suddenly turned ugly, but he quickly regained composure and said, "Trash, do you really think you can do it?"
Although he said this, deep inside he was extremely fearful. Anyone in his place would be afraid; after all, someone who left with one level of strength returns not long after with another level entirely. Anyone would be terrified by this.
Tang Zhong looked at him and sneered, "Then shall we try?"
He picked up the Dragon Demon Sword in his hand, looking at his opponent.
Fujiwara Ya sneered, "I'm afraid you won't even know how you died!"
"Everyone, step back a bit!" Tang Zhong instructed those behind him.
Liqiu Xue and others were taken aback, but followed Tang Zhong's words and retreated.
Only Tang Zhong and Fujiwara Ya remained!
