Today's first update: Chapter 1281!
"Xu Kun!"
On the towering city wall built against the mountain, Wumeng, frost blade in hand, looked down below.
Xu Kun pointed with Great Shang Dust Shadow. "Wumeng, how do you compare to Wulie?"
Wumeng, whose arrogance had been blazing moments ago, suddenly caught his breath, unable to answer Xu Kun's question.
Say he was stronger than Wulie? He truly did not have that confidence!
Say he was weaker than Wulie? Everyone knew that Wulie had lost to Xu Kun without even causing the slightest ripple.
Just one sentence had nearly sent Wumeng into depression!
"Don't try to win with your tongue. If you have any tricks, show them!"
"Don't think I don't know that you're not the same as you were before. With the elite forces of our Angel Race here, with the Heavenly Kingdom Guard here, you won't be able to take Wanzhang City!"
Xu Kun disdainfully picked at his ear. "After all that talk, aren't you just an idiot relying on your background to feel superior?"
"Just like the ten-thousand-zhang mountain behind you, you only dare act arrogant because you're in the city with that mountain at your back. Step outside the city, and we'll see whether I kill you or not!"
"Do you dare fight me?"
"Why wouldn't I—" Wumeng was about to agree when someone pulled him back.
"He's provoking you," Saraph said calmly.
Then, leaning over the city wall, he looked down at Xu Kun with utter contempt. "Kun of the Human Race, stop your arrogance. Six of our finest, along with nearly ten thousand Heavenly Kingdom Guard soldiers, await your attack!"
Beside him appeared five Angels with formidable auras, Wumeng included.
Six Angels had taken the field: three Seraphs, two Cherubim, and one Throne!
The lineup was