บท 693: So What If I Slap You (5)

"Son of a bitch!" The Dragon-Tiger General's expression changed immediately. "Little bastard, if you dare to touch my son, I will definitely slaughter your entire clan!"

"Really?"

The corner of Ye Qingtang's lips curled up, and she slowly placed Shangguan Rui on the ground.

Only then did the Dragon-Tiger General's expression turn a little better.

"Son of a bitch. You're afraid now?!" Once Shangguan Rui landed on the ground, he pointed at Ye Qingtang and sneered. "This outsider bastard…"

However, before Shangguan Rui finished his sentence, Ye Qingtang had already unsheathed the Demonic Blood Sword.

Swoosh!

The Demonic Blood Sword waved, and a blood-colored sword shadow flashed by.

The crowd was astounded and in disbelief as they watched the smile on Shangguan Rui's face freeze completely.

A large skull was separated from the body and flew into the sky.