C931 Blood!

In his senses, Lin Tian's physical strength had already reached the level of a high-rank black weapon!

Wasn't he just a pure Body Cultivator?

How could a sixteen-year-old young man have such a terrifying achievement!

"Humph! Brat, let me help you too!"

Ho Kong suddenly snorted coldly. He had already seen that Zheng Yan was no longer able to fight. If this continued, he would lose. Furthermore