When this kid left everyone's sight, with his own Saint-level Emperor's cultivation and Xuanyuan Tiantu, killing Xuanyuan Mo who only had a half-step Saint-level is easy to turn his hand.

He seemed to see Chen Mo kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy and being humiliated by the two of them, and his lips sneered with blood.

"Young Master Ying, you won't be stupid, are you?" The fat man slowly stood up and was stunned.

Ying Feifan swept away with murderous gaze, and the fat man took two steps in a row.

The sarcastic aura of Xiaoshou was so shocked that the people who were collecting debts closed their mouths one after another.

Ying Feifan bit blood between his teeth and said coldly: "I will not miss a single spirit stone I owe you." He straightened his body, pushed away the crowd blocking in front of him, and walked out.

"Get out!"

Xuanyuan Tiantu shouted and dismissed the crowd and followed.

This movement shocked everyone in the square and was amazed and talked.

Hundreds of "cannon fodders" lamented, wondering if this spirit stone could be returned.

"The young master is mighty, the young master is mighty..." Xia Lan Dongmei and others shouted again, breaking the deadlock...
Chapter completed!