Zhang Xing did not care about Crown Prince Juen's mockery, "Mm, laugh if you can now. If you haven't laughed enough, continue laughing. You won't have the chance to laugh later."
"Hmph!"
Crown Prince Juen's expression changed, "Zhang Xing, I'm very curious. How did you cultivate to the Emperor Realm at such a young age? If you have any secrets, why don't you tell me?"
"I heard that you only took less than two years to cultivate to this point. You can be considered a genius that only appears once in ten thousand years. It's a pity that you die."
"How about this, I'll give you two choices. First, submit to me."
"Second, I'll send three people to fight with you. If you win, the grudge between us will be written off. From then on, I won't step into the Wan Wu Kingdom."
"Oh, right, if you choose to submit to me, Na Bao … will still be yours. Haha, I was just joking."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Xing with a serious expression.
In fact, his heart was different from what he said.
He was interested in Zhang Xing's secrets, and he did want to take Zhang Xing under his command.
But that was just a thought.
He was not so magnanimous that he could contain a giant dragon.
The reason why he said that was to tease Zhang Xing. After all, they were meat on the chopping board. He could chop them up however he wanted.
He swore that he would cut off Zhang Xing's flesh piece by piece. But before that, he wanted to trample all of his confidence, arrogance, and cultivation under his feet.
He wanted to make Zhang Xing suffer, regret, and despair. Then, he would make him beg for death.
But that was just his wishful thinking. How could Zhang Xing do as he wished?
"I'll also give you two choices. First, take your people and Zhan Long and get out of the Wan Wu Kingdom."
"Second, leave your heads behind and go to hell to be tortured!"
As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, a flash of lightning lit up Crown Prince Juen's face.
Crown Prince Juen revealed a sinister smile, "Since you're in a hurry to die, I'll fulfill your wish. Sandra, go and take him down!"
"Yes!
Your Highness! "
Sandra waved her hand and fifteen rank 7 giant steel dragons came out of the formation. They lined up neatly in a straight line, and there were fifteen high-level Combat Emperor knights riding on the backs of the dragons.
"Zhang Xing, bring out those pitiful Type 7 dragons of yours!"
Sandra smiled cruelly.
"Who said I only have two Class 7 Dragons?"
Zhang Xing said indifferently. With a wave of his hand, three huge dragons appeared above his head.
"Three?
Why is there another one? "
Sandra was stunned and asked in surprise.
According to reliable information, Zhang Xing only had two Tier 7 Giant Dragons, and other than the two they saw last time …
The third dragon seemed to be the Winged Dragon described in the intelligence report. It was called something like Wen Jing.
However, three seventh-tier dragons were not enough. There were fifteen of them. No matter how strong the dragon was, could it fight against five of them at once?
When Ying Long Wen Jing appeared, Pratt, Na Bao, and the others stared at Zhang Xing in disbelief.
How … How was this possible?
They hadn't seen Zhang Xing for more than a month, and he was able to raise three dragons to Tier 7. How did he do it?
They knew that Zhang Xing was amazing, but they didn't expect him to be this amazing.
Those who hated Zhang Xing were even more frightened. The last time he summoned two Tier 7 Giant Dragons, it was enough to make them feel uneasy. Now that there was another one, it meant that they had a higher chance of winning. This was something they didn't want to see.
Could it be that after defeating the Niucor Empire, the dragons were able to level up by plundering countless herbs and rare herbs?
No, no, no!
Impossible!
If the Niucor Empire had those materials, they would have cultivated their own War Dragons long ago. But with their strength, how could they cultivate three Tier 7 Giant Dragons at the same time?
They couldn't figure it out, and they were all in a state of confusion.