In midair, several dragons soared, their power dispersing vividly; dragon claws tearing apart, Dragon Tail Beach being swept over, and the sky of battle was turning upside down.
Huo Xiong clenched his teeth, while Lin Zida's real name was well known. He could actually face half of the king in the late stages of military action. He wasn't weak, but he had a hidden advantage.
The Tiger King, War God was dizzy and conflicted, seeing in Lin Chen's eyes a narrow path, viewing Samurai as ants, tiger eyes in the midst of Samurai inflamed too briefly to withstand a strike; and in the span of a year, Lin Zida drew from Martial Arts dream training, achieving his desires. For the competition, if he carried more pride in the forest, Lin Jiaoao's achievements were high, which was truly unimaginable.
