"Kill me?"
"Massacre my Ren Palace!"
In Ren Changsheng's eyes, ripples began to spread. How many years had it been? How many years had it been since anyone dared to say such words to him, Ren Changsheng?
"You deserve to die!"
Ren Changsheng's faint voice sounded, and in the next instant, a streak of chaotic light rose from Ren Changsheng's eyes. The man opposite felt a tremor in his spirit.
At the same time, a supreme power locked onto him.
"Die?"
The man's eyes held a trace of fear. In that moment, he seemed to feel the breath of death enveloping him, making him gasp for air.
"What's wrong with you?"
Beside the man, a disciple of the Evil Wolf Gang hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"I..."
"Bang!"
Before the man could finish speaking, in an instant, his body limply fell to the ground, his life force beginning to dissipate.
Dead!
