"Bastard!"
The flames were even more vigorous, as if they were going to devour the entire world.
This guy was still thinking about saving the pig at such a critical moment.
He even insulted them that they couldn't afford it. Didn't that mean that they were worse than pigs?
"Sigh, this Lin fan of the magnificent flame sect is too arrogant. Even at a time like this, he still doesn't forget to mock. I'm afraid he's never been ruled by a divine body before." Some people felt regretful and no longer had any hope. They only thought that he was seeking his own death.
"Feng shaolie, you've made too much of a name for yourself. Don't forget that I'm still here." Sikong Zhuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed a faint smile.
The sound of the wind was transmitted from his body.
Then, a gust of wind blew from the other side of the world. Feng shaolie's sea of fire started to shake as it was disturbed.
