The corners of Beiting Huang's lips slowly curled up into a devilish smile. She swung the soft sword in her hand and stared fixedly at the ten people opposite her. Their strength was indeed not bad. They were all low-level Sword Star Spirit Masters. It was said that each of them had a holy beast. How long had it been since she had encountered an opponent? "Brother, these people are mine. You're not allowed to attack. You just have to help me stop them from escaping!"
Did that mean that she wanted to wipe them all out alone?
They had seen arrogant people before, but they had never seen anyone this arrogant! At this moment, none of the ten-person team thought that Beiting Huang was insulting them. Immediately, battle intent surged in their bodies. Everyone summoned their holy beasts without hesitation and decided to fight Beiting Huang to the death.
