Battle Arena [III]

"Yu Hailong, there are some ideas you shouldn't have. You don't just pinch some people because you want to. If you pinched me, I will kill you!" Qin Ruo twisted his right hand, and the silver dragon blade pierced Yu Hailong's heart.

Then his left leg shot forward, and Yu Hailong's body was kicked out of the arena.

"What's the matter, your son is going to bully me with his high level of cultivation. Now your son couldn't do it, and your want to get involve? If it comes to that, then I'll kill you all together to save you from thinking about me behind my back." Qin Ruo stretched out his right arm, pointing the bloody silver dragon blade, obliquely, towards the sky.

"Yu Shicai, do you want to die? Get off!" An Taishang, who was in the main seat, stood up and shouted. This insolence had touched his bottom line.

"Master, that's my son." Yu Shicai roared in a low voice.

"Is it now you know that's your son, didn't you know that from the beginning? Get off." An Taishang roared again.