This time, Gui Shengzi didn't resist at all, broke both legs and knelt on the ring.

At this moment, everyone around was in an uproar.

None of them seemed to believe the scene in front of them.

It doesn't seem real.

…………

"How is that possible?

The Ghost Son was pressed down and beaten."

"It's definitely a lie. The Ghost Holy Son hasn't used his full strength yet. He must have been attacked by a sneak attack."

"Check for me the identity of this person. I want all his information."

"It seems that Wanhuo Pavilion has its eyesight sometimes.

This Chaos Fire Realm has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, so we really cannot take it lightly."

People around were talking a lot, and the whole arena was noisy.

Incomparable anger surged inside the Ghost Saint Son.

He was humiliated.

Or in front of the entire Chaos Fire Territory.

I'm afraid he will soon become a laughing stock.

In his eyes, angry will-o'-the-wisps were dancing, and he looked at Xu Zimo with cold eyes.

With a roar, he directly overturned the big palm that suppressed him.

At this moment, he was really angry.

As if he had walked out of the netherworld, the boundless blood began to spread all over his body.

And in this blood.

The corpses of countless dead people walked out of the blood like zombies.

"Kill me," he shouted.
Chapter completed!