"Who do you think you are?"
Xueyang's face was full of mockery as he watched Bai Xiaolong approach. He figured it was just another fool coming to seek death. What a pity. This was the Divine Land, filled with far too many messy rules. Otherwise, he could have killed countless people. Now, they could only spar until a hit was landed. Let alone killing, they weren't even allowed to draw blood.
However, the strength of this guy in front of him seemed pretty good. But it was only just "pretty good." Below the Grandmaster level, no one could even touch the hem of his clothes.
Xueyang sighed inwardly. Just how long was that animal, Su Yue, going to keep hiding? His fanatical pursuit of Mu Cheng wasn't because of her beauty. In the eyes of the Yangxiang Race, no matter how beautiful human Martial Artists were, they were nothing more than hairless monkeys. He couldn't muster any interest in them at all. Xueyang only wanted to use Mu Cheng to force Su Yue to show himself.
