No 1 Supreme Warrior

The seven Corpse Pavilion disciples’ faces were as black as coal. Jack stared speechlessly at Frank and wondered if there was a screw loose in his head. It seemed as if he was willing to offend anyone as long as he could show off his bravado.

Edric immediately put his hand on Frank’s shoulder and whispered, “Have you gone insane? There are seven of them and look at what they’re wearing! All of them are from the Corpse Pavilion! While on our site, all five of us are from different Clan associations, and not to mention Jack is only an intermediate stage of innate level! Don’t think we’re getting out of this alive if they’re hell-bent on killing us!”

earn anyone’s respect like this? Didn’t you hear how they humiliated us just now? Are you just going to let them get away with it? You’re afraid of them, but I am not, for I know I’m strong!

that while Jack nearly burst out laughing. Wow, he sure is confident. I wonder where he

Frank sinisterly. “It seems like you

one said anything else for a while. Heath’s face was as black as charcoal, and his hands were still trembling slightly. The nine-clawed python was likely to have broken through to the divine-solidifying level and a spirited core of a monster beast at that level could definitely be exchanged for a lot of wealth. He could then exchange all that wealth for the pills and martial art skills. In addition, he suspected there was precious spirited grass under the nine-clawed python’s head. He was unwilling to let go of all this, but if he did not,

that although the five of them temporarily formed an alliance, it did not mean that they would abide by the ‘fall for one, and

humiliation in his life. Heath felt that if they dawdled further, they would run the risk

and said to the people behind him, “Let’s go, we are no match