C1392 Scrubber

"I really want to know, if I kill your Yanluo, how much benefits will I get!"

The corner of Qing Yang's mouth curled up into a grin. He clenched his iron fist and a black light floated around it. It wrapped around his fist and formed two giant black balls!

Yan Luo did not dare to be careless. Although its talent was higher than Qing Yang's