"As a defeated party, can I also spare you a leg?"
At the moment when his words reached Hua Dufeng's ears, he felt a chill to the bone, and his limbs trembled involuntarily.
"You dare!"
Hua Dufeng suddenly shouted, his eyes fixed on Chen Yu with a look of grinding hatred, feeling humiliated by his earlier fear.
As the most outstanding genius of the Hua Clan of his generation, Chen Yu would definitely not dare do such a thing; it was just a scare tactic.
"Chen Yu, even if you're the Valley Master's disciple, you can't do whatever you want in Blood Demon Valley. This young master is a genius of the Hua Clan, a true disciple of the core elder of Demon Valley!"
Hua Dufeng shouted even more angrily.
"Oh? You think I wouldn't dare?"
Chen Yu's gaze grew colder.
In Black Demon Valley, conflicts between disciples were commonplace, and injuries were inevitable. As long as no life was lost, the sect would generally not interfere.
