"If I don't kill you within three strokes, consider me the loser!"
As soon as these words spread, the disciples of the Shengyue Sect burst into an uproar.
"Damn, do you have three heads and six arms or something? You're so arrogant."
"Someone will take care of you, little brother, don't get too cocky."
"Mad, wait for me to tear this little thing's head off and use it as a wine cup."
"May the senior brother take action and kill this man."
All the warriors in the Shengyue Sect began to shout.
At this moment, Song Long leaped over the heads of the crowd and landed on the battlefield.
"Shengyue Sect, Song Long, here to learn from you."
As Song Long landed on the battlefield, he announced his identity, his eyes flashed with a cold killing intent, and he charged towards Lin Bai.
"Great, Senior Brother Song Long has taken action, this kid is dead for sure."
