Liang Xiaoke killed Nezha at one stroke, and directly stepped on his wind fire wheel. The whole man laughed happily. He laughed so happily, so proudly, and so ferociously. The two lines of blood and tears in his eyes were sprayed out, which seemed so painful. Lu, do you know? I finally killed him. I really killed him. I killed Nezha, the great God of Haihui. I'm no longer a weak man. I'm not a weak man. Now I have the ability to protect you. But where are you? " Liang Xiaoke looks at the sky speechless, whispers in his mouth, and the force of life and death in his...