C1202 The Arrogant Zhu Qingyang

Qianxue City.

Zhu Qingyang who had a pair of silver wings on his back stood proudly in the sky, exuding an imposing aura.

"I, your father, will definitely win this round. Anyone who has nothing to do with this or who doesn't wish to die, scram!"

Zhu Qingyang's eyes were cold, like silver lightning flashing, it could pierce through space.

Boom!

At the same time