The clothes were also a red long robe.
However, there was no emotion that a living person should have in his eyes.
What was left was the ferocity and slaughter towards the 'living.'
Moreover, with the appearance of the shadow, a chill lingered throughout the entire room.
The chill seemed to penetrate the bone marrow. The fresh blood that Li Bin had just spilled on the ground froze instantly, turning into red ice crystals.
Not only the blood, but even Li Bin's corpse was covered with a layer of frost in the blink of an eye.
"Do you understand the gap between you and me?"
"Martial artist?"
"Being human definitely has its limits!"
The young man looked at Jason standing still, thinking he was scared.
Because the young man had seen too many people like this.
He was really used to it.
'Muscle' 'Bone Tempering' 'Skin Training' martial artists to someone like him who grasped 'secret techniques,' really made no difference from ordinary people.
