I thought that against a small god king, I could kill it with a single move, but I returned in vain.

Shi Po Heavenly Immortal Thought was like a needle piercing, but it couldn't penetrate Yang Jiong's purple mansion's defense. He was secretly surprised in his heart, and opened his mouth slightly, wondering how a small god king could compete under the hands of immortals.

Xue Ru stared at Yang Jiong, her tears were like beads of broken threads, her lips closed one by one, but no sound came out.

Yang Jiong clearly understood Xue Ru's mouth shape, and Xue Ru kept saying two words repeatedly: "Hurry up!"

"If you're here, how can you leave?"

Yang Jiong carried the axe on his shoulder casually, his eyes swept over everyone, and said loudly: "Shi Potian, if you take off the sky......

Chapter 150 of "A Thousand Flashy Weights": Yang Jiong's hair is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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