A bloody black eagle claw flew out, landed on the ground, and turned into a lump of flesh.
This was not the Dragonhawk Cub's true claw, but a claw formed from a piece of flesh through Flesh Transformation. Once the claw was severed and lost the support of profound qi, it immediately reverted to a lump of flesh.
"Ah... damn it..."
The Dragonhawk Cub recoiled at once in pain. Circulating the profound qi within its body, it regrew its arm and said in a deep voice, "You've got some nerve, daring to make an enemy of me. Do you know who I am?"
It hated Ning Xiaochuan to the extreme, and the killing intent around it grew even denser.
Ning Xiaochuan returned the Life-Stealing Scimitar to Duanmu Ling'er, then fixed his gaze on the Dragonhawk Cub again. "I only know that this is the Dragon King's Birthday Banquet, not a place for you to kill people."
No one else had made a move. They had intended to use the Mystic Beast Cubs' strength to eliminate the Demon Sect, yet they had not expected a Little Marquis from the imperial court to rush out and help the Demon Sect fight the Mystic Beast Cub.
Were Mystic Beast Cubs really so easy to deal with?
Many people wore expressions of eager anticipation, taking pleasure in his misfortune.
"Master, Ning Xiaochuan is being far too reckless. If he offends the Mystic Beast Cub, he may bring a great disaster upon the imperial court. Call him back!" Ji Hanxing naturally understood the gravity of the situation and feared that Ning Xiaochuan was acting on impulse.
"No need," Cloud Marquis said indifferently.
He glanced at Ning Xiaochuan, and an imperceptible sneer curled at the corner of his lips.
Nie Lanzhi's eyes spun as she used