Chapter 1184: The Tragic Low-key Brother
reover, the Lorien family has been opposed to us for many years, and that old man Ramos is also extremely cunning.Even if the Divine Court isn't coming for us, if we stay here long enough, it's very l..."Uncle, don't worry about it. I'll take care of this."
Yè Bùfán hurriedly stopped the old men.
Although they were all peak Heavenly Rank experts, there was still a substantial gap compared to Martial Saints. Once these four made their move, they would likely be in grave danger.
"Well... That's fine then!"
Although Changsun Wugong and his companions were prepared to die, they ultimately stopped when they saw the calm and confident look in his eyes.
"Don't worry, I have it all under control."
Ye Bufan turned his head to look at Murong Chenglong: "Are you sure you want to fight with more against fewer"
"Of course, we have two Martial Saints in the Murong family. If you three great families are capable, find a few more Martial Saints."
"...How many you find, I don't care, and I won't complain about you outnumbered us. Hahaha..."
At this point, Murong Chenglong burst into laughter once more. In his eyes, victory was already within reach.
It's already remarkable that the Three Great Clans could produce a Saint-level expert like Ye Bufan. How could they possibly find a second martial saint
"Well, as you wish."
Ye Bufan turned his head to look at the foot of the mountain: "Come up, everyone. Since the Murong family has spoken, we'll fulfill their wish."
As soon as his voice fell, several powerful auras erupted instantly at the foot of the mountain. Immediately afterwards, three figures soared into the sky, encircling Murong Chenglong and Murong Chenghou like a pincer movement.
Climbing up were exactly the Dragon Queen, Yi Luo Xiang, Lei Protector Xie Chang Si, and one of the 36 Heavenly Generals, Huang Xiao Mei.
"I..."
Feeling the powerful auras of several individuals, Murong Chenglong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.nmei was telling the truthAt this moment, she could no longer care about anything else and directly pointed.He remained standing there, motionless. A piercing gust of wind ripped at his sleeve, tearin...