C1117 Battle sage fist

"That's right!" I want your life? Will you give it to me or will I come personally to get it? " Ling Yun's eyes were cold, his tone calm.

Looking at his appearance, the people at the side had a misconception, as if Ling Yun was the Martial King and the Heaven devouring rat was the Martial King.

"Do you have the ability?" The Heaven devouring rat sneered, a cold glint flashed past his eyes