Don’t Worry, We’ll Handle It For You 3

The three Wang Linglings looked at Xue Kuangya with a smile and said softly, 

"What a terrifying gaze. Guess again, which one is the real me? Maybe we'll win this time?"

Hearing this, Xue Kuangya grinned hideously. The next moment, blood patterns appeared on his body.

However, as Xue Kuangya's injuries worsened, his aura became stronger, and even the blood stripe defensive combat skill he used before was much stronger than before.

The blood traces on his body were almost twice as many as before.

Seeing this, Wang Lingling raised her eyebrows and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Lu Yuan and the others below also frowned.

The more serious the injury, the stronger the strength, and the stronger the defensive combat skills.

If he was seriously injured, would no one be able to break through his defense and kill him?

Xue Kuangya roared in anger and charged at one of the Wang Lingling's with a sinister smile.