Hearing this, Zhou Yu sneered coldly.
"To hell with your authority."
"If you've got the guts, just try me. If I can kill Zhao Songqing, I can kill you too."
The smile on Zhao Zhengde's face instantly turned chilly.
"Ignorant fool."
"Zhou Yu, I know you're not weak."
"But don't think that just because you've killed one of the Tianyu Eighteen Generals, you can strut around in front of the Zhao Family."
"You're far from it."
After he spoke, Zhao Zhengde waved his hand broadly.
As his words fell, instantly, more than a dozen figures flew towards Zhou Yu, surrounding him in the blink of an eye.
These people were exactly the ones brought by Zhao Zhengde just now.
Clearly, he had come prepared.
Including Zhao Zhengde himself, a total of fifteen Saint Realm experts.
This lineup, throughout the entire Dragon Country, except for the Capital City and Shanghai, could sweep through anywhere else with ease.
Now, however, they were all aiming at Zhou Yu alone.
