Wang Daniu hadn't recovered his wits yet when the Demon Army surged forward like a flood, wave after wave, encircling them completely and leaving almost no chance of escape.
Zhang Xuan, with a wild joy on his face, let out a fierce shout, "Today, I will reduce both Wang Daniu and Zhuge Zhi to ashes right here."
At this point, the deeply affected Zhang Xuan's mentality twisted into a pathological desire; he was convinced that only by killing Zhuge Zhi and Wang Daniu could he attain the title he'd always chased: the greatest under heaven.
"Roar!" With a dragon's cry, Wang Daniu appeared before Zhang Xuan, "Zhang Xuan, do you think by gathering a bunch of trash here, you can do as you please? Is this the Dragon Tiger Celestial Master's way of doing things? Dreaming of becoming the greatest under heaven by overwhelming with numbers, truly a daydream! If you have the ability, fight me one-on-one to the death like a man. See if I don't knock your teeth out."