He'd better just plan to spar, otherwise I will definitely let him taste the pain of the Black Devil's Fang."

Ling Xiao smiled.

"You are always so confident, but you'd better be careful and don't be too careless."

Sha Po Lang reminded.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Lang. I'm going."

Ling Xiao jumped onto the ring.

He first had to accept the head-on challenge from dozens of warriors in Sin City.

If you say one-on-three, it's one-on-three.

"Ling Xiao, you asked for this, I didn't force you to do this."

Woduo sneered.

"I've seen too many people like you who have their tails raised to the sky after achieving a little success.

Brothers, teach him a lesson!"

Woduo never thought that his people would lose.

This is three against one.

Moreover, the disciples of the Holy City of Sin also like to fight in groups the most.

The more people there are, the stronger the fighting power will be.

The three of them together are definitely more terrifying than the three ordinary warriors joining forces.

"hehe."

Ling Xiao just smiled softly, what's the use of talking so much nonsense.

Everything still depends on the performance on the stage.

"Brother Ling, if you feel defeated, don't force yourself. I'll help you take care of this bunch of trash."

Sha Po Lang sneered and said, "Even if I kill them in the battle zone, I won't dare to do anything to me if I come to the Holy City of Discipline."

As the second among the Ten Holy Sons, although not as good as Chi Xiao.
Chapter completed!