Yang Xiaotian looked at Luo Xuan, the Family Head of the Luo Family, with a face filled with hatred, glanced around at those present, and said, "What if I don't hand it over?"
"Don't hand it over?" The Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect Leader, Liu Ming, sneered viciously, "You will die, die miserably!" Then he added, "You killed my disciple, today, I shall use your head to honor him!"
If not for Yang Xiaotian, his disciple, Song Andong, would have already claimed first place in the battle for the Primordial Holy Land.
If not for Yang Xiaotian, the three sixty million year Spirit Medicines, three hundred bottles of Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, and the Heavenly Dao Sword Stele would all belong to the Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect.
His hatred for Yang Xiaotian was deep to the bone.
At that moment, suddenly, Chen Yu from the Kirin Chamber of Commerce, with sword in hand, pointed angrily at Yang Xiaotian: "Yang Xiaotian, do you dare to battle me one-on-one?"
