"Damn it! He knows what I'm thinking?" Wee Li took a deep breath, thinking to himself, a bad premonition suddenly came over him.
But after all, Wee Li was a Martial Cultivator; within a breath or so, he suppressed the emotional upheaval.
"Even if he knows what I think, he can't stop me." Wee Li was certain; after all, he witnessed Su Chen's one move that instantly killed Xu Wu last night, extremely strong, astonishingly strong, but still not as strong as himself, and the gap wasn't small.
He was ready to act, and Su Chen couldn't stop him.
"If you really want to stop me, I wouldn't mind sending you and Di Qiong together to the Yellow Springs." Wee Li muttered to himself, a tint of brutality appeared on his expressionless face.
At the same time.
"Di Qiong, I admit, I underestimated you!!! Next, I want you dead! Those who anger me must die!" On the Decisive Battle Platform, Yi Fu twisted his face and roared with venomous, furious, boiling killing intent.
