"Humph, speaking rudely, deserves death!"
In the next moment, a crimson figure flashed out from the void; it was none other than the Demon Emperor powerhouse of the Red Dragon Hall's current territory, the Flame Tiger Demon Emperor.
"You, Flame Tiger Demon Emperor, weren't you already... Pugh!"
The Green River Demon King suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and died of severe injuries.
"What a Demon Emperor powerhouse, to actually make a move against an ordinary disciple, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"
Ling Feng took a deep breath and slowly removed the hidden weapon from Bai Ling'er, coldly questioning.
"Humph, ridiculed? Do you think you can leave here alive today?"
