"I must kill you!"

he has been teased twice in a row, and even the biggest token has been taken away. Nangong Ling has been completely enraged. His Qi and blood are burning. Under his indignation, he sprays several mouthfuls of blood essence. The light of Nanming Lihuo sword bursts up, and the Dharma of King Ming becomes ferocious.

"dying struggle!" Yi Yu smiles coldly, treads on the mysterious steps, skims the shadows, and moves so fast that he can't even see the shadow. The whole human body turns into a ghost, and the five colors of the palms flash. The five emperors' magic fist is used to show the...