"The third rule will give you a surprise."
Zhou Xuan laughed sinisterly.
He had his own plans, but on the side of Tun Jia Taishang and the Buddha Country Five Forms, there was only burning rage.
A colorful play, yet to begin, had already cost their people dearly with just two rules, causing deaths and losses in cultivation.
"If the death match begins, I must kill you."
Hulu Taoist glared at Zhou Xuan venomously and said fiercely, but "just killing" might not satisfy him.
"If Zhou Xuan falls into my hands, I will torture him well, cut off his hands and feet, use the iron hooks for dog meat to pierce his face, and drag him through the streets for three days."
He had already thought of every vicious tactic he could imagine in his life, just waiting to kill Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Xuan ignored those hostile gazes, shaking his folded fan, chatting and laughing with Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun beside him.
