The First Heir

Philip placed the halberd against Jenkins’ neck, piercing his skin and causing blood to ooze.

“Did you think I wouldn’t dare?” Philip asked coldly, his eyes flashing with killing intent.

This killing intent stabbed Jenkins’ heart like it was a tangible substance. His heart jolted. The other party really dared to kill him. Such terrifying killing intent and a genuine death threat made Jenkins realize things in an instant.

The other party did not seem afraid of the price of killing him at all!

“How dare you?!”

Jenkins Singer was frightened. He was the head of the Singer family but was defeated at the hands of such a young man.

It was a disgrace! However, he was more afraid of death!

the Northern supernatural disciple world, and the honorary teacher of the Nonagon. Killing me is to challenge the world!” Jenkins roared, the fierceness on

and said, “When you set your mind on my daughter, you were already doomed! Jenkins Singer, you asked for it. Don’t

to swing the red dragon halberd in

pupils dilated as he

all aimed at Philip. At the same time, a lukewarm voice came from the distance. “Young Patriarch Clarke, I hope you can

looked up at the three figures that

30s with an angular face. He had a burly figure and had his arms across his chest, looking like someone not to be trifled with. The third person was in his 20s, about the same age as Philip, with a gentle demeanor and a stern face. He looked

glance, Philip could tell

the sixth zone. The remaining two were undoubtedly kings of disciples in the fifth zone. Among

three kings of disciples taught