"What? Are you scared out of your mind?"
Mo Luo Wutian was stunned. He could not believe his ears, " "You're just standing there and not moving? Not to mention the Golden flood Dragon scissors, I can even use my own battle power to slap you to death!"
Mo Luo Wutian was extremely angry. He felt that he had been greatly provoked and humiliated!
Chen Xiaobei's cultivation was obviously weaker, but he had to stand there and let him kill him!
He was looking down on him, mo Luo Wu Tian!
"Come on, use your own strength and try to hit me!"
Chen Xiaobei chuckled, his eyes full of disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"You think I don't dare to?"
Demonic Luo Wutian's eyes were filled with anger. He already hated Chen Xiaobei to the core. Now that he was provoked by Chen Xiaobei, he was even more enraged.
"Swish!"
