"Hmph, with just the two of you and your meager skills, you dare to swagger in front of me."
Chen Cang raised his orchid fingers, looking disdainfully at Yang Bupo and Yin Yongjian, "And you claim to have injured my master, that's just laughable."
"Wh-who is your master?"
Yang Bupo asked while trying to regulate his breath through cultivation.
If they could be the master of a Seven-star Martial Master, they must be unbelievably strong. How could he speak in such an arrogant manner?
"Listen closely, Xin Badao from the Poison Sect and the Great Elder Chu Batian are my masters. I'm a disciple of the Poison Sect."
Chen Cang said proudly.
"Pfft!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Bupo and Yin Yongjian sprayed blood once more.
Damn, Chu Batian and Xin Badao are merely Six-star Martial Masters, yet they trained a Seven-star Martial Master disciple. That's just outrageous.
"Cut the nonsense. Now, who among you still wants to teach me a lesson?"
