"Hey, all of you, come down together. I'm in a hurry."
Jiang Lin's voice drifted slowly across the battlefield, his tone casual. It was hardly harmful, but the insult was brutally strong...
Atop Ten Thousand Mile City, everyone watching Mirror Flower Water Moon drew in a sharp breath.
Never had they imagined that Jiang Lin would actually challenge all the geniuses of the Demon Race World alone!
Dressed in cool, revealing clothes, Shui Chan lightly pinched the hem of her skirt, her fair, long legs woven together. Her beautiful eyes shimmered. Shu Lu, meanwhile, tilted her head, her pale-green eyes seeming to say, Could this person be an idiot?
Sha had originally been staring at the sky, occasionally reaching out to squeeze at the sun overhead. Hearing Jiang Lin's words, he turned to look and grinned at Jiang Lin.
Even the usually calm Han—who had never been so looked down upon—was radiating an almost berserk chill. Needless to say, Jian Yu and Tai Shan were even more furious.
"Kid! Stay alive beneath my sword before you start talking!"
Feeling belittled and scorned, Jian Yu's long hair flew wildly around him!
From a young age, he had been the most renowned genius in the Demon Race World, the future successor to one of the Twelve Thrones!
Even! In his heart, so long as he was given enough time, Matchmaker Old Man would eventually fall beneath his sword as well!
Yet this brat had actually ignored him so completely! He had even told everyone to attack together?
Does he think I can't satisfy him?!
Ridiculous! Infuriating!
Jian Yu stamped down hard and appeared behind Jiang Lin. His sword swept across. Jiang Lin bent down and dodged, while the horizontally sweeping sword qi cleaved the Demon Race members at the front in half.