Chu Hao certainly wasn't provoked, he simply tapped on Xia Yuanchao's head and said, "Kid, dare to provoke me again, and I'll bury you for another million years!"
Xia Yuanchao immediately dared not say a word, who would want to be buried willingly?
"Is that so? Then let me see what you've got," said Yan Feixue lightly from the other side, her demeanor exuding immense confidence.
Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly, his hands shook, and he had already sacrificed a black long stick as he stared coldly at Yan Feixue. The opponent was too composed, which forced him to be cautious, because if he lost, having been the Dragon Crown Prince's lackey and yet unable to defeat the Human Race, he would definitely fall out of favor, and then he would be despised by all.
The long black stick started buzzing, lighting up with one rune after another, and each was endlessly complex, just one glance could make someone's head spin and eyes blur.
