C1157 Beat Him up

Every word is powerful, and the tone is cold!

At this moment, Meng Fann stood on the spot. His eyes stared at Bai Haonan. When he spread his fingers, the three nails flickered. It was surprisingly this thing that had interfered with his refinement of Level 8 divine object and disturbed him.

In an instant, the crowd broke into an uproar