"Damn it!"
On the side of the Pure Yang Alliance, Qiong Sen saw more than fifty Xuanyun Clan Martial Artists coming at them through the air, their icy killing intent locked onto them, and his face instantly filled with anger.
Even Guo An'an raised her delicate eyebrows, her jade-like hands clenched tightly.
The Xuanyun Clan not only ambushed them, causing the Pure Yang Alliance to lose four of its seven great talents, leaving one crippled, but they also suffered losses themselves. Now that they've met, they're trying to expel them directly, depriving them of their True Martial Baptism spot. It's simply too much.
However, even in their anger, they could perceive that the Martial Artists of the Xuanyun Clan were all quite strong, and their numbers were not less than those of the Pure Yang Alliance.
If a battle broke out, it would definitely be a tough one. These two great talents could not play a significant role in the conflict between the two forces.
