"Whether you retreat or not doesn't matter; you're all going to die anyway."
Xia Yanye turned his head and sneered, having not struck a blow for ten thousand years since he emerged from the Tower of King of Resentment, it had been a very long time since he had taken action.
The Zhenwu Emperor advanced with sword and shield in hand. Perhaps Xia Yanye was unfathomable, but he was not afraid.
"Little White Dragon, Li Si, go around and capture Young Master You," Qin Jun whispered.
The Dragon Emperor and Li Si were startled for a moment but vanished on the spot.
Qin Jun's gaze remained tightly fixed on the Zhenwu Emperor and Xia Yanye as he asked in a deep voice, "How many moves can Zhenwu withstand?"
Xia Yanye's arrogance surely meant exceptional skill, coupled with the city defense mission triggered earlier, all indicated Xia Yanye's strength.
Unless Young Master You had invited an even stronger being.
