C1485 Heavily Injuring the Blood Slaughter Demonic God

Sensing the aura on Xue Tu fluctuating, the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth hooked into a disdainful smile.

"Xue Tu, didn't you say you are strong? Aren't you able to suppress me so easily? Is this your true strength? " Wang Zheng said with a cold smile as he attacked Xue Tu.

Under his continuous attacks, Xue Tu's aura became increasingly unstable.

Xue Tu's expression was extremely ugly