C2278 A Display of Heavenly Fire

"Old dog, how is it? Can your body still recover?"

Lu Shaoyou recovered and smiled faintly. He looked at Broken Sword Monarch's Soul Infant and Soul Cloned and said with a sneer. This was simply sprinkling salt on Broken Sword Monarch's wound.

"Bastard! You all should join hands! A bunch of idiots! Let's work together and kill Lu Shaoyou!"

In the distant sky