The Battle of the Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns

"Heh heh heh, today This Emperor will let you see just how terrifying This Emperor truly is!"

Xiao Long glanced at the twenty Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns and sneered twice.

Then he clapped his hands.

At once, sixty figures stepped forward.

Mo Tong and Xuan Guang's expressions immediately darkened.

They had never imagined that Xiao Long's side would have so many Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns!

They even outnumbered the Futuo Ancient Clan!

How utterly terrifying!

"What is it, brothers? Are you two planning to fight one-on-one, or gang up on us?"

Standing at the very front, Xiao Long looked at Mo Tong and Xuan Guang with an extremely punchable expression.

Mo Tong and Xuan Guang gritted their teeth in fury, wishing they could tear Xiao Long into eight pieces!

But from the looks of it, they could not do that now.

"Heh, do you think this is enough to stand against our Futuo Ancient Clan? Then let me tell you, you're thinking far too simply!"

Xuan Guang sneered coldly.

"Request the First Elder's intervention!"

Since they could not deal with Xiao Long, someone naturally could.

That person was Futuo Xuan, the Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign of the Futuo Ancient Clan!

"Futuo Xuan!"

Qing Yan Jing was deeply shocked when she saw Futuo Xuan suddenly appear.

She had never expected Futuo Xuan to leave the Futuo Ancient Clan to capture her!

Upon seeing Futuo Xuan, Xiao Long felt utterly baffled.

These guys really did love showing off.

Did he think that appearing last made him the expert?

In reality, though, he was still a joke.

Besides, the last guy was generally the one who got slapped in the face the hardest.

After all, it was time to wrap things up. Without teaching him a lesson, how could this end perfectly?

Still,