Fighting with oneself

Zhou Hao looked at the cluster of stars in front of him, then turned his gaze to the man in the lead.

His cultivation base was very strong, and his appearance was similar to moroora.

There was no need to ask, this person was definitely Moro Olai!

"So you're Zhou Hao. You're quite capable to have defeated my brother. But don't be too arrogant. I won't be free for a while. When I break through to level eight, it'll be the time for your Silver King School to disband."

"You, Zhou Hao, I'll make you kneel in front of my brother. And that woman, she's Ji yaoyue, right? I'll make you lie under my brother's crotch."

Moro' Olai's voice was cold, and his words were overbearing.

"Aren't you afraid that the wind will hurt your tongue?"

Zhou Hao squinted his eyes, and a hint of killing intent flashed in them!