"What did you just say?" Ye Sihuang smiled faintly, but the smile was cold and sent a shiver down one's spine. "Who did you say you want to kill?"
For some reason, upon seeing the cold smile on the youth's lips, the Golden Winged Flying Dragon's heart trembled involuntarily, even the Demon Dragon had never made him feel this way.
Who exactly is this youth?
"Demon Dragon, kill him!"
As the youth's voice fell, the Demon Dragon let out a long roar, it swooped down from the sky with a thunderous force. Boundless power spread from its body, transforming into wings that slammed into the Golden Winged Flying Dragon.
"Bang!"
The Golden Winged Flying Dragon's body quickly retreated, a trace of blood spread from the corner of his mouth. He lifted his hand to wipe away the blood and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
