"Hey! Trash, have you thought it through?"
Jiang Yun glared at Tang Hao and shouted.
"I'm afraid you don't have the strength to make me kowtow!" Tang Hao looked at him with a calm expression.
"I don't have the strength? Hahaha! Listen to how arrogant this trash is. He's already a cripple, but he still doesn't put me, a 6th tribulation genius, in his eyes and said I'm not qualified!"
Jiang Yun was startled, and then he laughed out of extreme anger.
"This is too crazy!"
"He's nothing, he's just a cripple!"
There was an uproar in the surroundings.
The group of great fate sect disciples looked at the white-robed figure with mocking expressions.
"You're courting death!"
Jiang Yun's expression turned dark as he spoke ferociously.
Just now, he didn't want to kill this cripple. A cripple wasn't worth his time. But now, he changed his mind. He wanted to kill this cripple with his own hands!
"I think ... You're the one who's looking for death!"
