The First Heir

In an instant, James and the arena were engulfed in a massacre by the Greenpeak Sword shadows!

A few minutes later, the Greenpeak Sword Formation disappeared, and the arena was already in ruins. James fell into the ring. He was covered in blood, and his eyes were sluggish as he looked up at the sky.

He said, “I lost…”

Philip just glanced at him coldly and turned to take Fennel and the others away.

However… Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

A cold voice resounded throughout the training grounds, “Young Patriarch Clarke, I’m afraid it won’t do for you to take your people back just like this.”

Hearing that, everyone made way.

A group of four appeared on the training grounds. It was none other than Reynold, who had previously intercepted Philip and the others. He appeared on the training grounds with his people at this moment A biting chill flashed in his eyes as a monstrous fighting spirit surged from him.

“It’s Reynold! Why is he here?”

talking crap? James is one of Reynold’s men. Of course, he’s here

Philip before. Reynold was sore about

the ring, and said coldly, “It’s

this time, you won’t find a good opportunity to

the one who ran away

was like a rock thrown into the ocean as it instantly caused a great

jumped onto the ruined arena. He glanced at James, who was lying in a pool of blood. He said, “Take him back

sternly and said,

and said, “I

turned around and was about to take

flickered, raised his arm, and punched the back of Philip’s

the punching force from behind immediately. He

Boom!

and a powerful energy vortex

or not!” Reynold shouted and immediately launched a fierce offensive, attacking

grim. He had no choice but to fight. In an instant,