At this moment, Wanren Tu was exuding a violent aura. He had some minor wounds on his body, but this only excited him more, and his aura continued to rise!

This is a formidable opponent!

Gu Yuan took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

"Hehe, call all of you from Dragon Pavilion out! I'll take on you all one-on-one!" Wanren Tu laughed wildly.

Gu Yuan sneered: "You're not qualified!"

Wanren Tu sneered, "Old bastard, you're no match for me. Before I get serious, you'd better retreat back to your Dragon Pavilion. My target isn't you stinking rats!"

Gu Yuan said in a deep voice, "You have entered the country without authorization, massacred my Dragon Kingdom soldiers, and slaughtered my Dragon Kingdom citizens. Now that you have come to the Dragon Kingdom, don't even think about leaving alive!"

"You guys?" Wanren Tu said disdainfully.

"He's not enough, let's add us!"

A shout rang out, and two terrifying auras suddenly descended upon the arena.

Two middle-aged men dressed in purple robes!

The two elders of Dragon Pavilion!

Reinforcements have arrived!

"Hahaha! Two more, four against two, not bad, any more?" Wanren Tu was not flustered at all, but was full of excitement.

"Four against two? Ha! When did I, Yong Sheng, become so easily bullied?"

At that very moment, a low chuckle rang out.

Everyone turned to look in one direction.

A figure slowly walked along the path through the ruins.

"Lord of Hell, King Fan!"

Wanrentu frowned.

The purple-robed elders of the Dragon Pavilion all narrowed their eyes.

Fan Wang!

He ranks thirteenth among the Lords of Hell!