"Kill me? Are you able to?" Flames of fury were surging in Deng Huo's eyes.
He was a genuine Heaven-defying expert. Even faced with an ordinary lord, he was able and prepared to fight with his strength.
In the entire Flaming Battlefield, with no lord at present, who dared to think about killing him?
Even the three Heaven-defying experts at the Drifting-blood Marquis' side did not dare to say that.
But now, Jian Wushuang wanted to kill him?
"You'll know whether I am able to immediately." Jian Wushuang did not say too much. With the Blood River suppression, the Blood Puppet had rushed in front of Deng Huo as soon as possible.
When the Blood Puppet's fist attacked him again, Deng Huo's mouth corners twitched a little, but he had to defend with his full strength.
