"Take out your sword, didn't she say you are a swordsman? Why don't you show us what you got? As a Devil, we value fairness in front of martial prowess."
Wang Ling did not show off nor did he lower his guard. Instead, he increased his awareness and then got ready. He brought out his swords and with both swords in hand and two hovering around him, his gripped it tightly and his eyes and very being oozed of murderous intent.
The Black Dragon saw this and then smiled at him, "Remember, do not kill them, it is for your own good."
"I know, already. But if I am to severely injure them, make sure I don't accidentally kill them and call them in that pagoda of yours.
"Sure thing."
The conversation between the two attracted a lot of hate from the three Devils, "How arrogant!" They were cursing, but they can feel danger oozing out of his body.