A-San, as enormous as a mountain!
Suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Everyone was stunned. Such a terrifying ancient beast had actually been blown apart by a single finger?
"You tell me, if the Third President fought that Three-Headed Purple-Eyed Eagle one-on-one, would the Third President stand a chance?"
"I don't think so!"
"Me neither!"
Several members of the Blade and Sword Brotherhood could not help comparing Thunderstorm, the Blade and Sword Brotherhood's third strongest expert, to the Three-Headed Purple-Eyed Eagle that Xiao Chen had blown apart with one finger.
They realized Thunderstorm would most likely be unable to defeat it.
"You actually killed my A-San!" Yue Jieshan was furious beyond measure.
He had thought that even if Xiao Chen went all out, he would not be able to harm a single hair on A-San.
Yet the other man had merely pointed one finger, and A-San had shattered on the spot.
Yue Jieshan's cousin stood there dumbfounded, suspecting that his eyes were playing tricks on him!
How could a lowborn Great Xia wretch at the fifth level of the Grandmaster Realm possess such killing power?
"Did you see that? This is the true strength of our Blade and Sword Brotherhood! From now on, you little brats had better hold your heads high and puff out your chests. Whether it's the Soaring Heaven Gang or the Blue Moon Clan, whoever dares provoke you, hit them! If you can't beat them, come back and call for reinforcements!"
Xu Potian began speaking at just the right moment, urging his subordinates to become more overbearing.
After becoming the Grand President, he had changed completely.
He had gained a trace of a leader's bearing.
Yet he had also become even better at showing off.
He was clearly only one or two years older