"You mantises dare defy the Dragon King and harm my Dragon Soul men! What punishment do you deserve!"
Qin Tian's saturated voice echoed through the room, making the dozen or so mantis men tremble.
If they were city dwellers unaware of the reputation of Dragon King Qin Tian, perhaps they would fight to the death against Qin Tian in their numbers, a fight where both parties are destroyed.
However, Qian Feilong's mantises were old hands in the Mercenary World; they had long heard of Dragon King Qin Tian's strength—legendary!
How could they, mere mortals, contend with the legendary mercenary genius?
When Qin Tian's authoritative gaze swept over them, Qian Feilong's face turned deathly pale, his cheeks twitching wildly.
An intense chill filled the air as Qin Tian's Dragon Blood Dagger made a tiger's roar in the light breeze, bringing with it bursts of murderous aura, causing the temperature in the entire room to plummet instantly!
Boom!
