Killing gang blood

The person on the stage was Gang Xue, who had defeated Chen Dao.

"Blood gang!"

Chen Dao's eyes flashed.

"Lu Ming!" Luo Xin, on the other hand, showed a trace of worry.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, aren't you very powerful? If you have the ability, accept the battle. Don't ever surrender!"

Chen Zhao's eyes flickered with resentment. He hated Lu Ming to the core. His face was still swollen. He hoped that Lu Ming would accept the challenge. If he did, he would definitely die at Xue gang's hands.

Asura, that's a very domineering name. I just don't know if you have the guts. Xue gang sneered.

"Courage? What is courage?" Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"I'm afraid you'll surrender before the battle!" Xue gang licked his lips.

hehe, Gang Xue, you don't need to provoke me. You've come at the right time. I can use you to practice my fist techniques!

Lu Ming said.

"Haha, so you're not going to surrender? Haha, good!"

Xue gang was overjoyed.

"Blood flame palm!"