"Ahh, little beast, how dare you kill the clan's young miss, this is unforgivable!" Long Liu's rage reached its zenith, for he had watched Long Zi grow up from childhood, and having no children of his own, he had almost come to regard her as his daughter.
Enveloped in towering fury, an overwhelming Ninth Grade Battle King's aura covered the area, spreading over dozens of miles.
Martial Artists around sensed this aura and their expressions couldn't help changing drastically.
"There's a Ninth Grade Battle King powerhouse nearby!"
"Let's stay far away, when the immortals fight, the mortals suffer!"
The scene shifted, focusing on Long Liu.
"You brat, go to hell!" Long Liu lunged at Ye Wudao with speed so incredible it was incomparable to that of the likes of Xiong Yue and Gui Tuizi, who were just Eighth Grade Battle King level powerhouses.
So fast!
Ye Wudao's face changed, knowing that with his current strength, he was definitely no match for Long Liu!
