C672 The Descendant of the Southern Fist Died!

Kill!

It was a pair of eyes that had long become numb to slaughter. Just a single gaze surpassed all the heroic words and threats in the world.

"No! No! No! You can't do that! You can't do that!" Su Qing understood what Lin Jue was going to do next. He could no longer hold himself back. He started to panic. "I am the descendant of the Southern Fist Faction! I am the hope of Southern Fist! You..