C1285 Break the Destiny!

"This guy... What kind of movement technique did he cultivate? How can his speed be so fast?"

The eyes of the Holy Son of the Blood Clan were incomparably mournful as he indifferently said in his heart, "But so what if his speed is fast? In the face of absolute power, the so-called speed is nothing more than a mouse fleeing. I can still crush him!"

Thinking of this