บท 1770: Showdown

Miao Yang is the clan leader! How could he be chased out of the holy hall in such a sorry state?! Also, who is that man?

Countless gazes gathered.

The man looked to be in his 40s. He had a square face, a burly figure, and an astonishing aura.

It was actually a great phoenix dragon!

Only his two sleeves were empty as if he was missing two arms… However, this didn't affect his dignity at all. Just by standing there, he could already make people subconsciously look up to him and submit!

There was dead silence on the square. Everyone watched this scene in a daze.

After a moment, an older person finally reacted. "That, that's…"

His lips trembled, but for a long time, he did not say the name.

At this moment, Miao Yang finally stood up and stared at the person in front of him with bloodshot eyes. He clenched his fists so tightly that he almost crushed his bones!