Fighting Yinghou

"Die, you little beast." Ying Hou roared angrily, and a cold light appeared in the air, like a flash of lightning. When Drake Dragon noticed it, he was horrified to find that the sword in Ying Hou's hand had pointed at his throat. Although Drake Dragon had long been prepared for Ying Hou's attack, he still didn't expect Ying Hou's speed to be so terrifying. He had almost arrived in front of him as soon as he moved. However, Drake Dragon was mentally prepared. If Ying Hou was not strong, how could...