Blade of Destruction

The rest of the force was something Qin Yu couldn't contend with at the moment.

Qin Yu felt his blood boiling in his veins.

Visible blood mist evaporated from every pore on his body. His face was now completely flushed as he struggled to suppress the power of the Saint Kingdom's divine flame.

Fortunately, there was no demonic qi on his body. Otherwise, the power of this divine flame would have expanded several times and engulfed him.

"Where's your arrogance now? Why are you suddenly so weak?"

Gu Tian sneered.

He was burning with anger. Although these five people were not particularly strong, they were considered his loyal followers.

Most importantly, Qin Yu had dared to disregard his words in front of so many people. This was something he couldn't tolerate.

Wu Tian from the Ancient Demon Land was one thing, but this former prisoner dared to be so bold.