Fighting the Butcher

In the sky, countless pairs of eyes congealed on Lin Dong’s body, while a shady expression appeared on Luo Yi’s face. Obviously, the latter had developed a rich killing intent towards him after his previous action. From his point of view, since he was at eight Yuan Nirvana stage, killing Lin Dong was going to be as simple as flipping his palm.

“If you want to steal, use your own hands. Don’t waste your time doing these stupid things and stop being so wishy-washy!” However, while the crowd stared at him, the chilliness on Lin Dong’s face grew increasingly richer. He proceeded to stare at Luo Yi and chuckled.

Woah.