A disciple of the Barbarian God Sect's eyes lit up: "You want us to come together? Are you showing contempt for our Barbarian God Sect?"

Yang Haoran waved his hands repeatedly: "You misunderstood.

What I mean is that if we are fighting alone, we should follow the rules of dueling between barbarians.

If you plan to fight in a group, just wait until I find a blanket."

Everyone was surprised: "Why are you looking for a blanket? Is your magic weapon a blanket?"

Yang Haoran rolled his eyes: "Your magic weapon is the blanket.

What I mean is that if you fight in groups, you are obviously trying to bully others.

I can't escape anyway, so I'll just lie down on the blanket and let you beat me to death.

When word of this spreads outside, the Barbarian God Sect is so glorious.

A group of people beat one person, it’s exciting!”

A group of disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were so angry that their mouths were filled with smoke.

"Nonsense, naturally we are fighting alone, it is absolutely fair!"

Mu Qishan smiled heartlessly, but Yang Haoran was so clever at using retreat to advance!
Chapter completed!