C594 Purgatory Blood Bead

"Save the bluster, Mo Xuetian," Xiao Ling said, his gaze icy as it fixed on Mo Xuetian. The fact that his recent attack hadn't killed Mo Xuetian was a shock to his system.

"How many more of my moves can you endure in your current state?"

Xiao Ling remained composed. Mo Xuetian was once a formidable Martial Monarch Expert. Even a tiger, once fallen, still had claws