Suppressing a Holy Son with just a flip of the hand
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
"Invincible is not mere empty words," Bao Cheng said slowly.
If it was Yan Xianlu that had come, then he definitely could only admit his inferiority, but Zhao Qingfeng? That was only one of Yan Xianlu's lackeys, and he was qualified to say that there was no one that could match him in the Severing Mundane Tier?
What a joke, then what were Holy Sons and Holy Daughters like them? Trash?
Zhao Qingfeng cast a look at Bao Cheng, showed a taunting smile, and said, "You do not yield?"
'Of course I don't!'
To say nothing of Bao Cheng, even the other Holy Son and Holy Daughter's expressions were filled with defiance. 'You are but a mere lackey, and you actually dare raise your head in front of us? You think that just because you have followed Yan Xianlu, you are a Monarch tier?'
"Of course not!" Bao Cheng humphed.
"The two of you also do not yield?" Zhao Qingfeng looked towards the other two.