C374 Holy Saint of the Fire Spirit

Right now, Mo Yu could only obediently wait to die in front of Zhao Wuxian.

"No, I'm not willing!"

In Mo Yu's heart, a boundless rage burst out.

Of course he wasn't willing to lose to Zhao Wuxian like this. He had to resist, and the only way out was to resist!

However, Zhao Wuxian didn't even give him a chance to breathe.

He was shocked to see a flash of fierceness once again in his eyes