Qin Li's expression changed. A dragon also roared above him. His arm seemed to transform into the arm of a dragon as he blocked the incoming staff. He'd been looking for a chance to kill Ye Futian's group but didn't expect that Ye Futian dared to attack him first.
Boom. The staff swung down and there was a huge sound. Qin Li's entire body shook. The fabric on his arm tore apart and he fell onto one knee. The ground underneath cracked.
Everyone was shocked; no one processed it all. Ye Futian had been talking and smiling earlier but changed as soon as he finished. He wanted to kill Qin Li. How ruthless!
At this moment, terrible dragon scales appeared on Qin Li's arms. They shone frighteningly; clearly, they were ritual implements. If he didn't have these protecting his arms, they would probably have broken under Ye Futian's sudden attack. It was too abrupt and Ye Futian hadn't held back at all.