"Chu Feng, do you think you can stop us?" Hu Yanhao was full of dread for Qiu Jizi, but he utterly despised Chu Feng.
The Crimson Dragon had been slain; the thick hatred swelled ceaselessly within Hu Yanhao's heart.
Now it was impossible to take Chu Feng back to the Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom, watching helplessly as Chu Feng regained his freedom and returned to the embrace of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. It would be far more difficult to kill Chu Feng in the future.
Hu Yanhao gritted his teeth and decided to take a risky gamble.
A vicious gleam surged in his eyes, his right hand stealthily withdrawing into his sleeve. When it emerged again, he was holding a deep azure Talismanic Elixir, wrapped in crackling electric arcs, emitting an extremely dangerous aura.
"Whether I can stop you or not, you can try and see!" Chu Feng said mockingly, unfazed by the Talismanic Elixir Hu Yanhao held in his hand.
He could clearly see that it was a Seventh Grade Thunder Talisman Pill.
