All around.
Beyond five hundred meters.
Those candidates, one by one, were falling into a state of chaos, leaving only indescribable fear!
Bei Buxiu, so strong.
Indescribably strong.
"Zheng Tianqiong, now, what do you want to do?" After defeating the Divine Blood Swallow, Bei Buxiu slightly turned his head, looked at Zheng Tianqiong, and smiled faintly.
Zheng Tianqiong stared at Bei Buxiu, "I admit I underestimated you!"
Indeed, he underestimated him.
Initially, Zheng Tianqiong estimated that Bei Buxiu was not as good as himself, but now it seems that Bei Buxiu is only stronger, not weaker, and he doesn't even know what trump cards Bei Buxiu might still have?
And most crucially, Bei Buxiu was not alone, with Guo Dingyang and Zhao Wusheng by his side.
Zheng Tianqiong had already sensed the threat to his life; he was a Slaughterer, a madman, but he did not take his life lightly.
