Is this all?
The might of Martial Lord, Ren Changsheng, somewhat underestimated, for he was still a great rebel of the Heavenly Order after all. His combat power was perhaps too weak, at least he himself had not yet exerted his strongest power.
"Very strong!"
The Cloth Elder couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment.
That youth's physique.
Even he couldn't help but inhale sharply, wondering how there could be such a terrifying physique in this world? Ren Changsheng, standing before him, was simply too strong. The Martial Lord stood no chance of being his opponent!
"You can't kill me!"
The quivering voice of the Martial Lord rang out. Defeated? At this moment, he wasn't thinking about defeat, but whether Ren Changsheng would strike at him. Once Ren Changsheng continued his assault, his death was certain.
He certainly didn't wish to die.
