C1271 Then He Went to the Martial Skill Pavilion

Ao Lingchen stared at the person in front of him with a calm expression. He could feel the cold murderous aura that was bursting out from his body. He smiled disdainfully.

He stretched out his hand and gently fiddled with the corner of his clothes. He raised his head slightly and said indifferently, "Tell me, what do you mean by stopping me here? Don't mention the polite words that you just met