The little demons on the island were completely shocked by the Bald Dog, not expecting it to possess a Saint relic.
What kind of lineage or legacy is this, just thinking about it sends chills down one's spine.
Cang Tianba spoke with a stutter, "You, you actually dare to kill my clan's Elder!"
The Bald Dog laughed loudly holding the Golden Jiao Scissors, "What's your clan's Elder worth? Even if your father, your grandfather, or your last eight generations of ancestors came, the Dog Master would not hesitate to kill them all the same."
"You dog brat, I'll slaughter you!"
The blade in Cang Tianba's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to move rashly.
From behind, the Jiulong Lady whispered, "Husband, if it doesn't work out, let's retreat first! Wait until I borrow some powerful Magical Treasures from my father, then come back for revenge!"
Cang Tianba glanced at the Elder from his homeland, unwilling to retreat just like that.
