"You bastard are not qualified to live in the world!" Belia suddenly cut the blade in Lin Feng's hand and opened it. He grabbed Lin Feng's chest with the other hand. Lin Feng crossed an arm and was gripped by the cold armor.

belia had a big drink. When the black awn appeared between her fingers, she would break her arm.

"burn, Shura!" Lin Feng silently read, and was caught by the pure white flame on his hand, which was rising.

what? Belia was a little surprised. Lin Feng suddenly throws the sky destroying height in his hand into the air, and then the other hand lights up a black...