The First Heir

When Fulton was about to fall, a red figure burst out from a distance and grabbed his shoulder, supporting him to stand.

Fennel Leigh raged with the might of a red dragon as he looked at Fulton, who was covered in wounds. He said, “Good job.”

Fulton laughed miserably, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, “I tried my best.”

Fennel’s eyes were full of respect and admiration. He stared at the hellish scene in front of him. This was more than trying his best. With his strength alone, he killed three kings of disciples from Country Y and seriously injured one. Among them, the most powerful king of disciples of the seventh zone was also killed.

Such a victory made him deserving of being the number one king of disciples in the country.

He was just too strong!

***

Clarke family’s ancestral hall, a figure in the center of the thunderstorm had now

stared at the stony-faced grand elder in front of him and shouted, “Grand Elder, has it ever occurred to you that I can

was dark as he stared at Christian, who was already out of control. This kid must have accepted

that he was out of control, it was likely

is, and it can’t be changed. Going against heaven’s will is easier said than done. As the

“Hahaha!”

those creatures are ominous but I don’t think so. They can give me great power

as Christian raised his hand. He

grand elder raised his eyebrows and sighed helplessly as he looked at the lightning that was wreaking havoc with the power of

the

that had never before been seen

only 30 percent of the sword body remaining suddenly appeared in