Lin Xie's pupil suddenly contracted. That's because he saw the wound of the worship war, not with the sharp edge of the sabre, but with the serrations on the back of the sabre, a little bit of the thick skin, a little bit of the strong muscles. He was using the most cruel method to stimulate the pain in the body to the limit, and squeeze out the wildest potential and animal nature in his life.

"ow..."

trembling howling, shrill howling, solemn howling, such howling, only the wounded beast will send out, there is no way to retreat in the worship war, in the face of such a powerful opponent,...