"It has only been a few days since the Myriad Slaughter Sect did what they did to the Great Mountain Region, and the two of you have come to die in front of me."
"Did Wu Fan ask you to come and apologize? If you don't want to die, kneel down and kowtow."
Jiang Li stared coldly at these two Soul Formation Blood Saber Guards. He had not forgotten the blood feud between the million compatriots of the Great Mountain Region.
He did not move. The Five Banishment Demons, the two Nine Nether Wood clones, Black Jade and White Jade, Tu Mountain's Wu Ya, and the Nine-Headed Dragon Fish that had just abandoned the darkness to seek justice approached step by step.
The vigorous killing intent directly turned into a tornado that stirred up the weather.
The two Myriad Slaughter Sect elders' foreheads were already covered in cold sweat at some point in time.
