Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield, Demon Race (2)

Nie Tianchen glanced at Nie Fei, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"Look! Nie Tianchen is indeed angry. Zhou Han is finished!"

"Look at the coldness in his eyes. Is he trying to burn Zhou Han to ashes?"

"We'd better spread out a little, or we'll accidentally injure ourselves. It'll be a huge loss."

"Zhou Han was so pretentious just now. He's going to be punished now!"

"Didn't they say that there was a price to pay for pretending? Zhou Han is about to pay the price too."

The onlookers looked like they were watching a good show. They had misunderstood Nie Tianchen's current state.

Thinking that Zhou Han was going to be taught a lesson by the Sword King, they were looking forward to it.

"Zhou Han, do you know how to be afraid now?"

"Weren't you awesome just now? Where's your arrogance?"

Nie Fei did not seem to sense Nie Tianchen's endless killing intent at all. He was still talking ruthlessly.