C1270 Zhan Ming's Nose

Xiang Shaoyun stood on top of his Arena with his devil tattoos floating and his devil aura surging.

For some reason, Ming Abi felt that the current Xiang Shaoyun was extremely dazzling, as though if he did not suppress him, there would always be a thorn in his eye, and it would make him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"If you want to die, no one can save you!" Ming Abi roared