"The battle is not over yet!"
Xiong Li's rough voice came out, instantly making the faces of ten thousand soldiers ugly.
"It's over," the ten thousand soldiers sighed, then said to the young girl beside them, "Junior Sister Su, I admit......"
"Clang~~~"
In the smoke, Xiong Li collided with his two hammers directly, and the sound waves instantly dispersed the smoke around him.
At this time, Xiong Li's heavy armor had many scars, but if you look closely, these scars were just scratches on the surface.
"Ten Thousand Soldiers, let's continue fighting."
Before Ten Thousand Soldiers could react, Xiong Li rushed towards him at an incredibly fast speed.
"If you give up, our hatred will be settled." Xiong Li's voice directly made Ten Thousand Soldiers give up the idea of surrendering.
As the big brother of the first generation disciples in the sect, he must show some respect, even if it means breaking a leg.
