Yan Zhaoge's proficiency in many languages left Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and the others awestruck.
However, Yan Zhaoge's true target never seemed to be able to understand anything, causing Yan Zhaoge to not know whether to laugh or to cry.
The other party seemed to have a hot temper as his flames of rage could eventually no longer be suppressed, he now lunging over towards Yan Zhaoge!
As soon as he moved, all those of Broad Creed Mountain felt shock within their hearts.
Quick as flashing lightning, the man had already arrived before Yan Zhaoge in an instant.
As Xu Fei and Ah Hu focused their gazes, they saw that patterns of light had actually appeared on the surface of this person's skin.
They resembled numerous sigils engraved onto his very body.
Streaks of light agglomerated on this person's fingers, forming an existence like sharp claws as he clawed towards Yan Zhaoge.