In the solemn hall, suddenly there were several lights.

Jingmo's whole body is full of halo, and its momentum is soaring. A wave of invisible air centered on him spread to all sides.

"Jingmo, what do you want to do?" Seeing this, Feng Dongting's face changed. However, because Jingmo was aware of this, he was so close to Gaofeng that fengdongting could not help him.

as soon as Gao Feng's face changed, he didn't understand why Jing Mo had to kill him. Looking at the fierce double fists, he instinctively retreated, but Jingmo's speed was faster.

"dead." Jing Mo drinks loudly, his fists go forward, and the air ripples. It...