"Miss, I'm late!" Zu Yong took the lead and stared at the three black-robed men. Facing the great pressure, he was not afraid at all and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you hurt my Miss! Ask me about the sword in my hand!" A familiar fluctuation appeared on Zu Yong's body, which was the sign of the formation of the Dou Qi protecting his body.
"If nothing goes wrong, you'll be promoted to a seventh-level expert in less than three years!" The leader of the black-clothed men yelled quietly. "It's just a pity that you're so talented!"
They stopped, no longer attacking the sword curtains, but turned to the knight guards who had just appeared. The leader in black frowned. It seemed that things were getting farther and farther from his original plan!
###Chapter57, The Batura Beast!
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