The Wan Li Hui was in chaos, all its members wailed miserably, running around aimlessly.
"Don't panic, don't run, we will defeat them, we will kill them, all of you hurry back…"
At this point, Dong Xi, ranked sixth among the Twelve Giants, was yelling amidst the fleeing crowd, trying to recover the situation.
But before he could finish speaking, a cold chill suddenly whistled past from behind. He turned around to see the rage-filled face of Yan Long, standing imposingly behind him, tightly clenching his fist without uttering a word, smashing it directly towards Dong Xi's head.
How could the impetuous Dong Xi possibly win against Yan Long? Although he is touted as the number one soldier in the North, he is not one to jest when enraged.
