Stepping On A Heavenly Talent!

"Mr. Yang, these three young people have a powerful background. Don't act on impulse!"

Hong Yunzhi persuaded.

"That's right, Mr. Yang. This Myriad Swords Gate is not like the Mystic Yin Sect. It's not easy to provoke!"

Chen Qingshan also persuaded.

Yang Luo's expression did not change at all. He said coldly, "There's still 30 seconds."

"B*stard!"

Lu Yingying instantly flew into a rage, "Dog, didn't you hear what I said just now?

Now, the ones who should disappear are you, not us!"

Yang Luo continued, "There are still ten seconds!"

"You dog, it seems like you want to do this the hard way!"

Lu Yingying shouted and charged at Yang Luo.

Seeing Lu Yingying charge over, Yang Luo's expression was still extremely calm. There was no fluctuation in his expression as he continued to speak calmly.

"Five more seconds!"

"Four seconds!"

"Three seconds!"