Wherever the sword qi passed, the marble on the ground shattered. It went straight in and directly cut down the black-robed man standing near the cage.
A vigorous figure swept away the unconscious alchemist like the wind.
"You want to capture dwarves? You have to ask the sword in my hand first." Tang Nazhi, holding a heavy sword, stepped proudly out of the cage and looked down at the approaching men in black with a sneer.
The man in black, who had been cut down by Tang Nazhi, suddenly straightened his body and jumped up from the ground. On his exposed face, one could clearly see a large area of dragon scales covering his left side.
