"My next strike, will take your life." Long Qi said with narrowed eyes, in provocation at the Qing Yun Clan disciple.
The man's face darkened, unable to believe he was wounded by Long Qi.
"It's time to stop playing games, we should not waste our time with these trash. We should accomplish the Eldest Miss' orders first before we take out time to amuse ourselves with them." Seeing his comrade wounded, another disciple of the Qing Yun Clan stepped up to interject.
They had spent quite some time fooling around, they did not have much more time to waste.
"Do not kill that miserable mongrel , I need him alive as a test subject for some drugs….." The wounded disciple said in a low voice, and shot Long Qi a venomous look.
"As you wish."
The next moment, the four disciples of the Qing Yun Clan rushed at Long Qi.
Suddenly, he found himself under the attack of four green leveled spirits and Long Qi could not even afford the time to breathe.
