C832 Stand-off

"It's him!"

At this moment, Zhong Chuchu clenched her fists as her face turned ugly. A cold light flashed in her eyes as she rushed forward.

"Brat, you deserve to die!"

At this moment, the man's face was flushed red and the anger in his expression had reached its peak. The Martial Yuan on his body no longer suppressed and completely surged out.

After the man stopped suppressing his aura