C2189 Immortal Combat Skill

Xuanyuan Taecheng's contemptuous voice rang in Hu Jiuqian's ears.

This kind of blatant provocation and disdain was something Hu Jiuqian could not tolerate.

"Ah!" Hu Ninety Thousand was on the verge of going crazy. He felt that this was a type of humiliation, and the tiger tattoos on his body flickered with light.

The long blade in his hand was even more dazzling at this moment