C767 The Power of the Sub-saint Body

In the face of such a powerful man who can kill a man with a flick of his finger, no matter how brutal the werewolf is, he knows how to respect him.

Even the Dark Wolf King's hand began to tremble. Every time Qin Lang broke through the space-time boundary, it was as if a Slap was slapping his face. It made the Dark Wolf King's face hurt, and his heart hurt even more