C430 The Demonic Roc Drinker

When Lin Yi heard this, he let out a snort of disdain in his heart. This fellow really thinks too highly of himself. Why didn't he let him down?

The condition of the wooden sword became more and more terrifying. The veins on his forehead bulged, as if they would explode at any moment.

Lin Yi coldly smiled. He gripped the falling rain tightly and rushed over as if he was flying