C1170 Strongest Power

"I never thought of fighting you!" Xiong Jing grinned. His smile was as simple and honest as it used to be.

Taiji's eyes were wide and fierce, but the club in his hand could no longer be used to strike down.

At this point, Zhong Wuyue had already counted down to ten breaths, staring at Shen Jianxin.

Sure enough, breaking through was not that easy