I will kill you!

  Golden cudgel swayed out, and one hundred and forty-four handles Cang Lan swords are all out. 

  Qin Feng stepped on the snow, but every lizard that came close to him was beaten and burst with a stick. His eyes were cold. He swept the lizard race from all directions. Many lizards felt trembling under the cold in Qin Feng's eyes. 

  For these lizards, this is a game of massacre. 

  And they are the objects of being slaughtered. 

  Dark green blood, floating in this snow, smells very pungent. 

  Yao Ba above the sky, after the appearance of Qin Feng, has been watching coldly, and there is no intention to take shots. 

  He can see that the guy who appeared in front of him seems to have only Jie Dan cultivation, but the degree of threat is no less than that of Han Xiu, and even more so, and he has already been hit by Han Xiu. 

  The strength of Sanctify has been cut by 30%.