"Eight-headed Nine-headed Demon Bird, now Liu Lian truly has no chance. It's not that she's weak, but the opponent is too strong. She really has no opportunity."
The crowd felt a wave of lament, recalling Liu Lian—once a renowned female genius in Tianhai City, with a status not lower than Sun Leng Chan and Mu Wan Shuang.
Yet now, she is going to die so miserably.
"Do you regret it? If you truly wanted to deal with me, you should have waited until your Cultivation Level was fully restored before making your move. However, today, you have no chance. I will cripple your Cultivation Level, so you'll never have a chance to kill me again!"
The old man showed a hideous expression, with eight demon bird heads behind him crying out in unison.
The Palm Wind became even more fiercely evil.
"The one who should regret it is you!"
