A Pack of Ruthless Fellows!

The appearance of a Holy Beast and a stranger had given Xia Fei quite a bit of trouble. Moments ago, the Flamechain Tail had almost succeeded in striking Xia Fei's face with its infamous tail, and now, his master had silently appeared.

It was a distance of less than one hundred meters. For this person to risk being this close to Xia Fei, a speed-type warrior, meant that he was extremely confident in his reaction speed being enough to fend off Xia Fei's high speed.

The White Dragon's Screech was slowly unsheathed, and with a slight exertion from his hand, the legendary sword let out a mournful screech.

"Who are you?" Xia Fei asked grimly.

"My surname is Sun; you should know now who I am," replied the ashen-faced man. It was clear that he was very angry, as his mouth had been twitching this entire time.

Xia Fei smiled and said disdainfully, "Oh, so you're Sun Xiaojin, that guy working for Chaos Society."