"Long Zhentian! Have your Divine Sword Sect cede the three northwestern counties of the Divine Sword Kingdom to our Western Saint Kingdom, and I might consider giving you a quick death!" Grux continued to point at Long Zhentian, issuing his threat.
"Hahahaha! Grux, is that all you can do? Resorting to such despicable, underhanded tactics! If you've got any spine, drop this grand formation and face me one-on-one. I'll rip your primordial soul out and use it as a soccer ball!" Long Zhentian retorted, refusing to show any weakness.
"Fine. It seems you stubborn bastard won't cry until you see your own coffin! Dark Path Thunder Formation!"
Chapter 769