Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

stone prison in this way.A flash of surprise also crossed Wu Changkong's eyes. He nodded and said, "Tang Wulin wins." With his eyesight, he naturally saw that the weapon in Tang Wulin's hand was a pa...l masters. Uncle Enforcer, I'm fourteen years old this year, and my companions are at least thirteen!" 。"Do you think we dare to fight a one-character battle armor master" Yan Feng was almost driven m...