Wipe out Azure Mist Valley in a month!
Such wild words were something even the leaders of mid-tier factions would not dare to say, yet they came from Fan Lang's mouth, displaying his utter arrogance.
Everyone stared blankly at Fan Lang in his half-human, half-dragon form, their hearts roiling. Could Fan Lang really accomplish such a feat?
Ordinary people certainly could not, but Fan Lang had never been someone who could be judged by common sense. No one present dared to say for certain that he was merely boasting.
Since he did not fear Azure Mist Valley, there was naturally nothing to hold back. Those who deserved killing would be killed!
Fan Lang suddenly accelerated, flashing before Ye Qingzhuo. He extended his sharp, hook-like dragon claws and slashed at Ye Qingzhuo's chest.
Ye Qingzhuo's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly retreated and swung the fan in his hand to defend himself. He often carried a fan not just to show off, but because it was also a weapon. He knew several skills that used a fan.
After all, he was the Young Valley Master of Azure Mist Valley. He was far stronger than the four guards who had died in battle earlier.
Fan Dance of Spring and Autumn!
With a turn of his palm, Ye Qingzhuo flipped his fan, sending out waves of fan-shaped force that blocked the dragon claws.
A series of explosions rang out as the waves of force shattered one after another. In the end, the dragon claws still struck Ye Qingzhuo's chest.
Bang!
Ye Qingzhuo was sent flying by the blow. The fabric over his chest tore apart, revealing a golden silk inner armor hidden beneath. Fortunately, the armor had absorbed most of the damage. Otherwise, the dragon claws would have pierced straight through his body.
"Pfft!"