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

uly cultivate the techniques of our sect to a profound level. 。No one knows that the martial souls of each generation's sect master weren't particularly strong, but their blood and energy were absolut..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonand kilograms on your body would inevitably affect your speed. 。Tang Wulin's right hammer deviated, smashing onto the ground. 。"Boom!" The entire stadium shook violently. 。From a distance, one could...