C223 Champions' War
"Why wait until tomorrow? Wouldn't today's battle be better? "Wei Qingfan, get the hell down here."
The heavy voice was like a clap of thunder, the words were as cold as ice cones.
Under the astonished gazes of tens of thousands of people, Chu Hen raised the Devil Slayer Spear in his hand, his entire body emitting a biting cold domineering aura