"Ugh ugh ugh?!"
The Eldest Young Master Hai Qianglong was stunned, his eyes bulging larger than gongs.
How could four elite guards at the Wood Realm be defeated by someone with the surname Diao?!
You must know, this Diao, reportedly hasn't even mastered the power of the Believers! He's not even considered a Believer!
Just as a Pure Martial Artist, he dealt with all four of the guards I summoned?!
Hai Qianglong couldn't understand, he couldn't understand why this man surnamed Diao was so powerful!
But he didn't have a moment to think, as following the consecutive failures of the four guards, a suffocating feeling quickly followed!
Snap Snap!
His neck, just wounded yesterday, now suffered significant trauma once more!
His limbs convulsed violently, eyes started to roll back, Hai Qianglong seemed to see his great-grandmother...
At this critical moment...
Snap!
Hai Qianglong's right hand was twisted off.
