"Run! The evil dragons are coming!"
The screams thundered in their ears and rang through the clouds.
"No running! Get back here! If you flee, our encirclement will be broken!"
The deafening rebuke seemed ready to pierce the heavens.
"Ah... help..."
Desperate cries rose one after another, like weeping and lamentation.
"They only have three evil dragons left! Anyone who wants their name to shake the world, follow me and slay them!"
The bold declaration resounded like great bronze bells, stirring the heart.
"Fuck, if you want to hold the line, do it yourself! All you do is run your mouth..."
The curses swept through like driving wind and torrential rain, utterly merciless.
"Hold firm! Form ranks and hold firm!"
The resolute command was as hard and unyielding as steel.
The great mass of enemies saw Long Ji and his companions in the distance and fell into disarray before they even arrived. Like ants on a hot pan, they panicked as though they could not survive another day. Anyone with eyes could tell that a merciless baptism of Dragon Flame was coming.
If they did not run now, were they supposed to stay where they were and wait to die?!
In the middle of the battlefield, Kong Hao, Wu Changlong, and the others still locked in a bloody battle with Shui Yanbin looked as though they had eaten shit. That damned Cheng Shuangshuang was all talk too, full of words but no action.
She had taken most of the Heavenly Prodigies to intercept them, yet she had failed to stop them all. She had talked so big before that anyone who did not know better would have thought she was incredibly powerful!
"Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Sun, Junior Sister Shen, take some people and hurry to the