Therefore, he roared furiously.
But, he did not see any figure.
"What, do you have the guts to make a move but not the guts to show yourself?" The Blood Monk roared madly, "I'll make you know the consequences of offending me!"
Buzz!
Suddenly, the longsword at the waist of a nearby Martial Artist trembled and swiftly suspended in the sky.
"Hmm? Is it you!"
Seeing this scene, the Blood Monk's gaze was as sharp as lightning, fixating on that Martial Artist.
And that Martial Artist immediately turned pale with fright, shaking his head madly.
"No, it's not me!"
"It's got nothing to do with me!"
He was about to cry from fear because he was just an ordinary King, just entered the King Realm, how could he dare to make a move against the Blood Monk.
However, what shocked him was that his treasure sword actually drew out of the sheath on its own, arriving mid-air.
This left him unable to explain.
So, at this moment, all eyes gathered on him.
