The voice is cold in the mouth. This saint's warrior has secretly urged the soul power and attacked Ye Dun again.

As a descendant of the saints, he is very confident of his soul power.

In an instant, standing in the dust of the leaves in the distance, the eyes turned blurred, as if they were about to repeat the dust of the big warrior.

"benefactor, no." When he saw this, the burly fighter burst into a rage and growled. He turned and rushed towards the saint's warrior.

However, he has just taken a step. His expressionless Zi Peng-ju sweeps him with one pair of eyes.

The burly fighter stood...