"I only want your body. If you don't resist, I'll leave your brain intact, how about that?" Feng Lin sneered.
Tang Zhong had no interest in listening to Feng Lin's nonsense, it was effectively meaningless.
Now that his identity as the Lost Dragon was revealed, he had to leave quickly.
Standing there, Tang Zhong looked around, searching for the place with the least defense.
At that moment.
He saw a spot with only three Dragon-men there.
Everywhere else, there were five Dragon-men defending.
This was an opportunity for Tang Zhong.
Then Tang Zhong rushed over, moving as fast as lightning.
He swung the Dragon-breaking Staff in his hand forward.
It stirred up a wave.
The Dragon-men never expected Tang Zhong to resist at this moment, nor did they expect such speed.
They thought Tang Zhong was already a trapped beast, ready for slaughter.
The sudden scene caught them off guard, and they immediately fought back.
However, Jiang Xiaofan was even faster.
