Intense battle

"You're not good enough yet," Li Tian said indifferently.

"He ..."

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this. They didn't expect Li Tian to say something like this to someone at the peak of the mid-form synthesis stage. This man was courting death!

"You're looking for death!" The leader of the demons 'face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The middle-aged leader of the monster race shook his head, but he did not say anything.

Feng Qiao broke the neck of a devil with one hand. He glanced at Li Tian from the corner of his eye and frowned.

"Haha, well said!" The fat man laughed and threw out a punch. He was excited and used all his strength, forcing the devil in front of him to retreat a few steps.

Blue's expression didn't look good, and he stared at Li Tian as if he wanted to see through him.

"You'll regret what you just said." A white light suddenly appeared on Blue's sword, and the already sharp sword light became even sharper.