Tong Zhen was clearly trying to provoke Jing Yan.
Even though he knew this method of provocation might not have much effect, he still wanted to give it a try. What if it worked?
"That woman called Lin Yu, she's indeed quite pretty. It's just a pity I couldn't kill her on the spot. Yan Jin, do you know what I love to do the most?" Tong Zhen continued speaking.
Jing Yan stared coldly at the opponent.
"What I love most is killing those beautiful women with high martial arts talent. That feeling is truly wonderful." Tong Zhen's expression became ferocious, and the chill in his eyes seemed to turn tangible.
This person is simply a pervert.
"Perhaps, in your heart, you want to avenge that woman called Lin Yu, but you are powerless. You, merely an ant-like ordinary Main God, dare not confront me, Tong Zhen! I guess you'll surrender as soon as the duel begins, won't you?" Tong Zhen talked to himself.
"You will die!" Jing Yan uttered three words.
You'll die!
