Chapter 115: A Hall Full of Drunken Flowers and 3000 Guests

Everyone was sizing up the Alien Clan members who had barged in.

Among them, two leaders, one tall and one short. The taller one was nine feet tall, with his coat open, muscles bulging, his biceps nearly thicker than an average person's head. On his back was a similarly outrageous Big Broadsword, which gave off a rough impression, looking like a slightly larger version of Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe stretched his neck to take a glance, the person seemed to be bigger than himself, but his Broadsword did not seem as large as the Dragon Sparrow, and the proportions did not seem as absurd as his own... He clearly felt a slight pride from the Dragon Sparrow, along with an eager combat readiness, barely able to conceal the Sword Qi.

What's there to be proud of for just being a bit bigger...