Han Muye's Reverse Scale (2)

"You old things, how dare you encourage this brat to cause trouble." Not far away, a Stone Pond Rhinoceros holding a long saber pointed at the surrounded Elephant Clan.

"Hurry up and make this kid surrender. Otherwise, all of you will suffer thousands of slashes."

Hearing of the pain of being slashed thousands of times, the elephants looked terrified.

A few of them could not help but turn to look at their shoulders.

The exposed skin on their shoulders was marked with crossing knife wounds, so deep that their bones could be seen.

"We're all demons, so why should my Elephant Clan be enslaved?" Xiang Lingshuang gritted his teeth and shouted. There was an uncontrollable battle intent surging from his body.

His words silenced the Elephant Clan behind him.

On the other side, the Stone Pond Rhinoceros Race expert sneered. His long saber slowly pressed down with a cold halo.

"Roar—"