"You guys are too pretentious!"
"Do you want the Dragon Spring Sword with my permission?" Zhou Han's lazy voice sounded with a trace of mockery on his face.
These people really did not take him seriously. In front of him, they had already begun to discuss the ownership of the Dragon Spring Sword.
They completely ignored Zhou Han. This was simply too arrogant.
"Ha! Kid! Don't be too arrogant!"
"I admit that you do have some strength and your combat strength has reached the nine-star Supreme-grade, but so what?"
"We've all lived for tens of thousands of years. The power we've accumulated is not something a junior like you can resist. Any one of us can easily crush you!"
"Besides, if the three of us join forces, you'll soon know how to spell 'death'!"
Yeshu said disdainfully. The smile on his face gradually became cruel. His arrogant voice did not take Zhou Han seriously.