"Ah..."
The iron-clad warrior spat out blood from his mouth, his consciousness already becoming somewhat unclear.
Just now, in order to counteract the oppressive might of the Grand Zhou Lanyue Sword, he had exerted all his strength!
So much so that now, every rib in his chest cavity had shattered!
This mouthful of blood, the iron-clad warrior had intended to suppress.
But due to the surging qi within his body, he simply couldn't control it.
"You dare not kneel upon seeing the Holy Master?"
Julius Reed casually inserted his sword into the scabbard on his back and stood coldly in front of the iron-clad warrior.
"You're already a discarded Holy Master, what right do you have to make me kneel?" the iron-clad spat out blood continuously from his mouth, but his eyes still showed disdain.
In his heart, only that woman from the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance deserved the title of Holy Master!
"Discarded?"
Julius Reed sneered, then suddenly kicked at both of the iron-clad's knees!
