"Yun Feilong, where is my daughter! Hand her over now!" Tong Wudi shouted fiercely, pointing at Fat Dragon.
However, Fat Dragon felt helpless, as his brother Long had gone to Bailing Mountain and he didn't know where Tong Shan was, so how could he produce her?
"My brother Long said he would return your daughter, and when the time comes, he will. There's no need for you to shout here!" Fat Dragon said, staring at Tong Wudi, his aura undiminished.
"I think you're toying with me. Fine then, I'll flatten Ming Soul Sect to the ground!" Tong Wudi's eyes were bloodshot.
Then, Tong Wudi shouted loudly, "All sect disciples hear my command, kill all Ming Soul Sect disciples, leave none alive!"
At this moment, Tong Wudi exuded a chilling aura, as though about to unleash a massacre!
However, Fat Dragon was not afraid. So what if it was two sects clashing?
Better to fight to the death than be scared to death!
This had always been a principle Fat Dragon upheld!
