“Why on earth are those Zhongnan bastards here?!”
A pattern symbolizing a cloud was engraved on the chests of those who mercilessly unleashed their sword strikes from the vanguard. The Black Dragon King saw the scene clearly with his own two eyes. Zhongnan and Mount Hua were practically mortal enemies, so why had they come all this way to help Mount Hua?
Moreover, the way they moved was clearly aimed at the Black Dragon King alone.
“This…”
He gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his sturdy, black-bearded jaw. At that very moment, a mocking voice reached his ears.
“…Scared, are we?”
The Black Dragon King’s head turned heavily. The sight of his bitten lip and bloodshot eyes alone showed the immense humiliation he was feeling. At the end of his fierce gaze, a nearly dead Namgung Dohwi was chuckling.
“Surely not? The Black Dragon King of all under Heaven?”
“I will tear that mouth of yours apart!”
Paaaaang!
With a sound that tore through the air, the Black Dragon King’s Crescent Moon Blade swung ferociously. Namgung Dohwi raised his sword. The blade, imbued with a faint white sword qi, blocked the incoming Crescent Moon Blade.
Kwaaaaang!