Another Battle with Qiong Leng

"Well, would you look at that? What a vicious ugly bastard..."

Before the sudden voice had faded, a cold flash appeared between heaven and earth. It seemed sharp enough to split the world apart. With a hiss, it severed the West Dragon King's arm as easily as slicing tofu.

The sight left everyone stunned.

The West Dragon King was a Three-Star Dou Sheng, and the Ancient Void Dragon Clan possessed a physique unmatched anywhere on the Dou Qi Continent. A Dou Sheng's body was as tough as divine iron. Severing his arm should have been anything but easy.

Yet his arm had been cut off. It fell from the sky.

Silence descended. Even the West Dragon King forgot to cry out. More precisely, he had not felt any pain yet, only a faint numbness.

Then three figures appeared out of thin air: a young man in blue, a masked woman in white, and a little girl with purple hair. The sight of them startled everyone again.

The blue-clad young man wore a smile that made him seem well-behaved, obedient, and innocent. The woman in white was breathtakingly beautiful, like the loveliest sight in all the world, and everyone's eyes widened at the sight of her. The purple-haired girl frowned, her expression cold.

For a moment, the surroundings were so quiet a falling needle could have been heard. Even the young man in white froze. That teasing voice was all too familiar to him.

"Ahhh!"

A heart-rending scream soon shattered the silence, making scalps prickle and souls tremble.

Blood sprayed from the West Dragon King's severed arm, impossible to staunch.

"Who are you? How dare you run wild among the Ancient Void Dragon Clan?" The experts of the Three Great Dragon Islands came to their senses and flashed forward, surrounding Xiao