C61 Slaughter!
"Kill him!"
Ximen Qingxue's voice came from behind Ximen Qingfeng.
"No one capable of killing me has been born yet!"
Lin Yan shrugged his shoulders as a faint halo emanated from the Martial Pulse between his eyebrows.
"To think he's still standing after taking my Great Luo Golden Palm!"
Ximen Qingfeng was taken aback, given the vast gap in strength between him and Lin Yan
