1127 Furious Battle

"Quite bold. Daolord Skyaxe was similarly bold when facing me… but in the end, I killed him. A pity. I haven't had the chance to battle against the Radiant King or Dawnstar yet. If I had, I wouldn't be ranked merely number six. Come and show me how strong you are, oh mighty second-ranked Darknorth." King Paleos manifested six arms as well, each arm wielding a strange sawtoothed weapon.

"Surround him and kill him," Fiendqueen Dustrain barked coldly.

"Darknorth doesn't have an invulnerable form; it'll be much easier to kill him."

"Since he's courting death, let us give it to him. Once we kill him, we'll be able to take all of his command talismans." The supreme Daolords were all boiling with the desire to kill.

Ning's face tightened as a fierce light shone from his eyes. He glared at King Paleos and said coldly, "So you were the one to kill Daolord Skyaxe?"

"Yes. Otherwise, how would I be ranked at number six?" King Paleos asked.