Chapter 972: You think you're the only ones?

Yu Si pressed a crimson pill into the Red-Feather Serpent's jaws, and its aura went feral in an instant. Wang Ding's face tightened; he looked like he was readying a sword technique, breath steady, eyes narrowed. Guan Zhen spat a mouthful of essence blood onto his long staff. Blood coiled along the haft, and once the staff drank it, black radiance flared. The Red-Feather Serpent blazed into a streak of fire and shot at Benjamin like a meteor. Whoosh! Wang Ding's sword technique erupted; an earth-shaking...