"Ah—"
"You dare—"
Seeing that Yu Tianheng had already been injured, the four Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples could no longer restrain themselves and were about to charge at Ji Wuming. But in the very next second, Ji Wuming swiftly drew his war spear, flashed forward, and swung it into Yu Tianheng's waist.
"Bang—"
Yu Tianheng, whose hands had already gone numb, was sent flying and crashed into the four Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples who had been about to rush forward.
One of the men hurriedly caught him, while the other three unleashed the pressure of Soul Kings and summoned their Martial Souls as they continued charging toward Ji Wuming, murder blazing in their eyes.
"You injured the young clan master of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. You won't be leaving Thunderbolt Canyon alive today."
"How presumptuous!"
Dugu Bo flashed to Ji Wuming's side and released the pressure of a Titled Douluo. The Martial Souls of the three Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples charging toward them instantly dissipated. The three of them crouched on the ground, unable to rise as beads of sweat streamed down their foreheads. They were nearly crushed into pulp by the pressure of his Soul Power.
"His Excellency Dugu, are you truly going to make an enemy of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for this person?"
"If you insist on doing this, even if our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cannot kill you, your granddaughter—"
The moment Dugu Bo heard a Soul King threatening this Titled Douluo with Yanyan's life, the pressure around him intensified once more. The Soul King who had threatened him died on the spot.
"Please forgive us, Your Excellency. We know we were wrong."
Seeing his brother, who had provoked Dugu Bo's bottom line, get killed