The young man in the leader was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

People in the world say that the people of the Demon Sect are crazy and arrogant, but they didn’t expect that the little guy who had not even grown all his hair in front of him was even more arrogant than them!

A young man in black robe next to him smiled and shouted, "Boy, we won't kill the nameless people, which sect are you from?"

"Shenlong Sect!"

Jun Moxiao looked proud, and when he shook the sword in his hand, a huge phantom of the dragon appeared behind him.

"Shenlong Sect? Haven't you heard of it? What kind of ninth-rate sect is this?"

"The small sect that cannot be listed on the table is so trash that the disciples trained are also trained!"

"Kill him!!"

Several young men in black robe from the Demon Sect suddenly pulled out their swords, and their murderous intent was surging. They controlled the sword lights and came over.

"call……"

After breathing out, Elder Zhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Chapter completed!