Dark death qi coiled around Lin Chen's fist as the Dark Demon tribesman he faced off with revealed a cold smirk.
"What's so funny, you ugly freak?"
Looking at the smile on the Dark Demon man's face, Lin Chen couldn't help but scoff. Did this guy not realize how hideous his smile was? Those big yellow teeth and the foul breath were unbearable to Lin Chen.
Boom——
Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, the Dark Demon tribesman roared angrily and punched Lin Chen, sending him flying hundreds of meters away.
He actually understood Lin Chen's words. How could this ant speak the language of the Dark Demons?
Although the Dark Demon man was perplexed, his mouth curled up into a cold smile once again.
Although their strength had matched just now and he hadn't immediately defeated Lin Chen, Lin Chen's fist had already been entwined with his death qi.
He believed that before long, Lin Chen would disintegrate into white bones.
