None of the Devil-eyed Blue Lion Race’s experts made a move. Clearly, in their eyes, Huang Xiaolong was seeking death. Does a mere mid-Ninth Order Heavenly Monarch want to fight with a mid-First Order Emperor Realm?

This Devil Race’s young man is not right in the head!

Huang Xiaolong and Lan Bowei’s fists collided heavily.

But, it was also in that exact instant the complacent smirk on Lan Boweiu’s face changed to astonished horror, filled with disbelief.

“No!” The word barely left his lips, and his body shot backward as if he was struck by a great impact.

Blood spurted uncontrollably from Lan Bowei’s mouth, and his entire body’s flesh was actually splitting.

The blue-colored blood was glaring to the eyes.

At the same time, the Devil-eyed Blue Lion Race’s experts’ eyes needled with alarm. Almost all of them shouted in fluster, “Young...