Zhu Long wore a look of arrogance.
He had an accurate assessment of his own strength.
In the world today, there were few who could match him.
His gaze swept over the crowd and Zhu Long said with pride, "Just with you all? Haha."
"Destroy him."
Sun Wukong said.
Boom.
The four of them struck at once, attacking fiercely.
Zhu Long sneered, his mana surged, casually condensing an Immortal Technique and blasting it towards them.
The four were blocked, but Zhu Long was also forced to retreat.
A burst of Geng Metal Sword Qi erupted, striking Zhu Long and eliciting a muffled grunt, leaving a wound on his body.
Zhu Long's expression changed slightly, somewhat in disbelief.
"That's it?"
Taotie sneered, but in his heart, he was not the least bit complacent.
Zhu Long was strong, which was undoubtable.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fend off their combined assault.
But alone, Zhu Long could still be defeated with their combined efforts.
