It's really arrogant enough!

It's rampant enough!

Qin Yu actually asked a slave to stir up the birthday party of Grandma Duanmu. The expression on each Gugui warlock's face was ugly, shocked and angry.

Everyone thought Wang Zirong was seeking death and dared to challenge Duanmu Grandma in public.

However, Wang Zirong is definitely a ruthless character, and is one of the strongest people in the Gu Ghost Warlock Association.

The bigwigs from all walks of life who came to congratulate the birthday party were already faintly uneasy.

This birthday party will not be calm. If I had known it, I would not have been here to flow into this muddy water.

Wang Zirong is so powerful. If the person behind her really comes here, will the city gate catch fire and affect the fish in the pond?

At this moment, Wang Jianling's face looked cold.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and cold evil aura appeared: "Wang Zirong, why has your strength improved so quickly? Tell me honestly, maybe I can still consider letting you not die in such pain."

Wang Jianling's words made many witch warlocks sneer and agree:

"Just just Wang Zirong, do you want to make a fuss in front of President Wang?"

"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Killing her by the president and vice president is like killing a chicken and a duck!"

Amid the discussions of many ghost warlocks, Wang Jianling had no expression on his face and walked towards Wang Zirong step by step.

Wang Jianling's steps were silent, and his evil spirit was surging like a tide.

The two strong men were about to take action.

Everyone present became nervous, holding their breath one by one, and fine beads of sweat oozing out from their backs.

Wang Jianling, who has cultivated the ghost martial guardian spirit, is about to take action against Wang Zirong!

The terrifying momentum is like a tornado sweeping the hall.

It was rampant everywhere, making everyone breathless.

Wang Zirong's face was cold and calm.

The figures of two ghost warlocks slowly approached, and the cold aura was spreading.

Many people around them are like the withered and yellow leaves in the cold wind in the winter, floating and staggering and unable to stand steadily.

Wang Zirong had no intention of retreating at all.

But there was solemnity in her eyes, and she could clearly feel the powerful and weird aura emitted by Wang Jianling.

It seems that you are facing a colorful poisonous snake, which will suddenly hurt people at any time!

"Wang Zirong, do you think it would be great if you are a slave to Qin Yu and support him? Come on, I'll give you three moves first!"

Wang Jianling walked to a place two or three meters away from Wang Zirong, carrying his hands on his back.

He looked careless and didn't take Wang Zirong seriously at all.

A master can determine life and death in one move.

What's more, if you let three moves, you may die without a place to bury yourself!

"Oh!"

Faced with Wang Jianling's arrogance and saying that he could make three moves, Wang Zirong sneered.

Her expression was also extremely gloomy, which was an insult, and it was unacceptable to Wang Zirong, who had made great progress.

"Pretty, right? Go and die!!"

Wang Zirong didn't argue, and suddenly broke out.

It was shot at Wang Jianling like a bullet that was released, with a terrifying speed.

Rub your palms and press them towards Wang Jianling's head.

Take action like thunder. As long as the poisonous sting of the Soul-Leaving Insect touches Wang Jianling's skin, Wang Zirong believes that it will take Wang Jianling's life 100%.
Chapter completed!