If he had been the one to fight Li Tian just now, he would have lost even more miserably. He was secretly glad that the disciples of the encircled Island had blocked the cannon for him.
However, even though Li Tian's cultivation was high and he was afraid that he would not be able to take revenge, he had nowhere to vent his anger. Thus, he shifted his gaze to Ling Wei, who was beside Li Tian.
It was obvious that Ling Wei's cultivation was not as good as Li Tian 's. Moreover, he seemed to have old injuries on his body. It seemed that he would take it out on Li Tian.
Ling Wei's face was pale as he entered the arena. The other party was looking at him with an evil smile.
Suddenly, two sharp claws extended from Ling Wei's feet and pulled him to the ground.
Ah!
Ling Wei couldn't help but cry out in pain. He wanted to stand up, but the two black claws on his ankles clenched tighter and tighter, not giving him the slightest chance to get up.
