"What audacity!"
The newcomer was none other than Zhang Weilong.
The moment he appeared, he shot straight for Hong Yu, unleashing a powerful Palm Light from mid-air.
A dazzling, fifty-meter-wide hand materialized out of thin air, large enough to seize an ordinary warship.
This man's strength was absolutely terrifying.
He was on a completely different level from Zhang Weihu—far more powerful and domineering, intending to kill with a single strike.
Hong Yu's gaze was grim. "You strike to kill from the very beginning. You and your brother are truly cut from the same cloth!"
That was all he said.
Hong Yu didn't dare to be careless. His opponent was, after all, an expert at the Ultimate True Dragon Level. A single misstep could mean total defeat.
