"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The sound of thunder continued, but at this moment, a sound even louder than the thunder spread through the sky.
"Roar!"
A hundred dragons roared in unison, their voices drowning out the thunder.
Just as the dragon roars faded away, a furious roar sounded above the Yardod Family.
"Zhang Xing, come out and die!"
Following that, the dragon warriors roared in unison, "Zhang Xing, come out and die!"
Zhang Xing, Pratt, Na Bao, and the important members of the Yardod Family had already come out and stood in the courtyard.
"Zhang Xing, you have to be careful … If you really can't do it, leave this place and don't bother about us."
Pratt allowed the rain to splash on his face as he spoke solemnly.
"Zhang Xing, don't forget to take Na Bao with you when you leave …"
Na Bao's mother's eyes reddened, and tears mixed with the rain flowed down.
"Zhang Xing, I believe in you, you can definitely beat them away!"
This was the voice of Na Bao, who blindly worshipped Zhang Xing and firmly believed that he could win.
"With just this bit of strength, they are nothing in my eyes.
It's not about quantity but quality. Those few hundred dragons are just for show, they don't have much fighting power.
"Those thirty or so rank 7 steel dragons are also a bunch of cotton, there's nothing to be afraid of."
The rain fell from the sky like wild wolves, but when it reached Zhang Xing, it suddenly became docile and naturally slid down the corner of his clothes.
"Clang!"
As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, Pratt and the other old fellows' eyes trembled, their mouths agape, not knowing what to say.
They had seen crazy people before, but they had never seen someone as crazy as Zhang Xing. They believed that Zhang Xing had the ability to defeat over two hundred rank 6 dragons one by one.
After all, there was an example of this in the battle of the Niucor Empire.
But those 30 over Type 7 Steel Dragons … Thinking of this, Pratt's face turned pale. Using 2 Type 7 Steel Dragons against 30 Type 7 Steel Dragons …
Pratt could not imagine how they would fight, nor did he dare to think further.
"Hmph!
Zhang Xing, get out here quickly, are you afraid? "
"Hahaha …"
Juen's arrogant laughter came from the sky.
"Zhang Xing, this prince is telling you that it's useless to say anything now. Even if you kneel down and kowtow to me, I will not let you go."
"Seeing that you've got some guts, I'll leave you with a whole corpse."
"But … Sigh!
I'm a person who loves talents. If you can lead your dragon and Magical Beast army under my command … Oh, that's right, you have to obediently give Na Bao to me to play with. If that's the case, I'll let bygones be bygones and consider letting you live. "
After Juen finished patrolling the last city, he pretended to go to the border area to play and hunt. Then, he killed all the spies who were secretly following him and swaggered straight to Wanwu City.
At this time, he had also received the news that Zhang Xing had been in the Ten Thousand Martial City. He roared towards the sky, venting the anger in his heart in advance.
It would be fine as long as he did not run. Otherwise, he would not know when he would be able to capture Zhang Xing all over the world. He could not wait. He had to take his revenge immediately, or he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.
Hearing Juen's arrogant and despicable words, Na Bao's expression changed. She gritted her teeth hatefully, but did not make a sound.
She knew that she could not panic at this time, and could not distract Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing laughed coldly and stepped into the air, taking one step at a time into the sky.
"Looks like I didn't beat you hard enough last time. Oh, that's not right. I should have beaten you to death last time like I would beat a stray dog. Then, there wouldn't be so much trouble."