"Don't, don't joke around."
Poison Dragon rolled his eyes. The expressions of the others were similar. They simply didn't believe what Thorne said. For a person like that, did they still need to save him?
Chen Yue was completely unaware that he had been mistaken for a top-notch master by everyone. He just coldly tortured the Purple-striped Ice Lion. After slashing it again at the same wound, the Purple-striped Ice Lion's right hind leg was immediately broken. It let out a miserable cry, unable to maintain its balance, and rolled forward with a rumble.
This miserable cry also meant that it finally regained full consciousness, but it was already too late.
As luck would have it, the direction it rolled towards was exactly where Poison Dragon and the others were.
"Kill it!" Someone shoute
