No 1 Supreme Warrior

Master Mackenzie stared coldly at the empty glass.” I don’t care what you think about Jack White. I’ve already made up my mind to do everything in my power to stop him from advancing further.”

Master Loador knitted his brow and glanced sideways at Master Mackenzie. “Are you saying that you’ll personally handle him?”

That brat is not the same puny insect that we can easily squash under our feet. He’s more like a tiger now, though still nothing

something about him, it’ll be our heads rolling on the

deep breath and shouted at the guards outside of the door, “Send the message

a pin drop. The higher-level-ups had already received reports from their disciples about the Nine Armies’ situation before they gathered. Their expressions all tuned grave when they received the news. Alathic Hackford of the Wind Cloud Pavilion, one of the six great clans, was so incensed that his beard curled up unto itself. He could not believe that the Nine Armies

his plan for he did not fully agree with it. “So your plan is for us to leave our base camp and head toward the Nine Armies? Isn’t this a bit too much?” Though he was similarly furious about all the dead fighters, he did not think they needed to leave where they were and fight to the

fighters we sent out were

end. Throughout this, Master Loador sat quietly at the head of the table with knitted brows. Nobody had any idea what was going on in his mind