Chapter 709: How about I Kill Them All?

Ryan's complexion grew somewhat pale, but more than that, he was angry.

Since when had the Holy Spirit Pavilion become like this?

For the so-called sake of face, they actually wanted to kill someone to seal their lips.

It was complete nonsense!

"Ryan, you die first," Five Saint Sons pointed his finger.

"Die your mom's fucking hope!" Ryan spat out a curse as soon as he opened his mouth.

Five Saint Sons was clearly stunned by the insult, even forgetting to strike for a moment.

"Day by day talking about the Holy Spirit Pavilion's face, the Holy Spirit Pavilion's dignity, it's people like you who have destroyed our Pavilion's face and dignity."

"Demanding others to follow rules and know when to advance or retreat, yet when it comes to yourselves, you all do the most despicable and disgusting things, what a joke!"

"Still freaking Saint Heirs, Saint your grandma's leg, a bunch of old bastards at Half-step Mentor Level with no hope of breaking through, acting all high and mighty."