It seems that in Yue Gongli's perception, even if you add up all the tens of thousands of people on and around the mountain, they wouldn't even match up to Xu Xiaoshou?
Qiu Gu's mouth opened, ready to spew some choice words.
After a moment's pause, Xi added: "Except for Lord Cang Sheng and Elder Yu."
What?
You rascal, you really dare to spread these words?
Elder Fang and Elder Zhong looked at each other, both keeping a strategic silence.
The demi-saints of the Foreign Aid Faction were seething with uncontrollable rage.
What do they consider the other demi-saints in this arena to be, disposable soldiers? Dried salted fish?
"Does he mean, excluding Lord Cang Sheng and Elder Yu, we demi-saints are just paper tigers, unable to withstand a single sword strike from Xu Xiaoshou?"
Qin Duan could barely contain the rage in his heart, yearning to confront the Yue Clan descendant face to face. His claims were too grand, too noxious!