"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

at this time,

Wei Ting, who had slightly recovered from his injuries and was able to exert 60% of his strength, stood among countless black walls with a look of confusion on his face.

And at this time,

A flash of purple light flashed, and the little Thunder King with a ferocious smile appeared silently behind him, the purple thunder spear in his hand kept vibrating,

It's like a sword that hasn't drank blood for a long time, and it looks hungry and thirsty!

As long as Wei Ting is killed,

The name of his Little Thunder King will definitely shock the entire Hongmeng Continent!

but,

Just when he was about to make a sneak attack, he suddenly heard Wei Ting's words and his hands suddenly stopped.

Subconsciously asked: "What is impossible?"

Said,

Little Thunder King looked annoyed, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face, and then he raised the Purple Thunder Spear high with murderous intent——

"Wei Ting, you are dead today, and you will die in the hands of my Little Thunder King, there is no chance!!!"
Chapter completed!