Yang Luo looked at Wang Pingsheng and the others lightly and said, "I'll give you a chance. Hurry up and leave.
Otherwise, you don't have to leave."
Wang Pingsheng mocked, "Kid, what nonsense are you talking about? There are so many of us. Do you think we're afraid of you little fellow?"
Zhang Long also mocked, "You still dare to say that you'll give us a chance? Who do you think you are?"
Chen Ying said, "Wang Pingsheng, Zhang Long, you should leave quickly. Don't anger Mr. Yang.
Not long ago, Mr. Yang had killed all the elders of the Mystic Yin Sect alone and destroyed it.
Although your four major sects have some strength, they are only about the same as the Mystic Yin Sect.
Do you also want to be exterminated by Mr. Yang?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Wang Pingsheng, Zhang Long, and the others changed slightly.
But soon, they began to laugh.
