Zhu Danyang was furious, but in the next instant, he was overwhelmed by a barrage of powerful dragon secret arts. The prodigies of the major tribes were no slackers. They were all at the peak of the Divine Emperor realm; even if there were some gaps in innate talent, Zhu Danyang was definitely having a hard time under their collective siege.
"A bunch of fools! The Most Holy Dragon Bone is in Ye Qing's hands, what are you still doing?"
Zhu Danyang let out an exceptionally angry roar, his Holy Light Sword slashing wildly. Duan Xueyue of the Blood Dragon Tribe took a direct hit, and half of his body was sliced away.
Chapter 742