"Peak of Battle King?"
The crowd below all showed horrified expressions.
Leng Yanran's expression was also extremely solemn.
She had not expected the half-human half-serpent monster before her to be at the Peak of Battle King.
If the monster were merely an Eight-star War King, she might have still tried her luck.
But now, facing this monstrous youth, she had absolutely no chance of victory.
Not to mention the presence of an elder who had yet to make a move.
"How about it, have you figured it out?" the youth sneered.
"Hmph, even if I die, I will not let your schemes succeed," Leng Yanran coldly snorted.
Her eyes flashed with determination.
She then moved to commit suicide with her sword.
"In my presence, you can't even kill yourself," the monstrous youth sneered then flashed directly in front of Leng Yanran.
A hand, covered in green Scale Armor, reached out from his black robe, grabbing towards Leng Yanran's sword.
