C391 Genetic Poison

Zhang Lieh remained silent. With a flick of his wrist, the Purple Poison Nether Sword materialized.

The Asura Clan elder scoffed, "You're hopelessly stubborn. Just give up! Do you really think you can slay all of our Asura warriors?"

The Asura warriors on the battlefield began to jeer unrestrainedly. "No matter how strong you are, you can't turn the tide of battle