C1629 The Wrath of the God of Fate

"Hahaha!"

"Zhan Wushuang laughed wildly, "The Eight Great Heavenly Kings are calling your masters over! Call them out! Do you think you are qualified to fight me?"

It was as if he had gone mad.

Zhan Wushuang didn't vent the anger in his heart. He had never put the eight great vajras in his eyes. Even if they were to activate the forbidden technique, as long as the God Shield was in his hand