Kapitel 2397: The Fall of the Holy Son

A thunder dragon shot out as he punched, and in an instant, he reached the peak of speed.

In less than a breath, a fierce fist-fighting technique landed on Yao Xi's body. Yao Xi did not even react. The ground underneath his feet could not withstand the massive force and cracked.

"The speed is good, but not the strength."

Yao Xi sneered. It was a joke for the strength of seventh grade to break his defense, not to mention he had treasures all over him.

He grabbed Jiu Xioa's head with one hand, and the next moment, his head exploded like a watermelon.

"Senior Brother Jiu Xiao!"

The faces of Demon-slaying Peak's disciples who had rushed over turned ashen, and some junior sisters began sobbing.

Jiu Xiao of Demon-slaying Peak had always cared for his junior brothers and sisters. He had even lent the points he had painstakingly accumulated to Qin Yu.

"Yao Xi, my Thunder Courtyard and your Yao family are irreconcilable enemies."