Wind Soul died, and Wan Ren Di was already heavily injured. He knew that he was already crippled, and he had no hope once Wind Soul died.
Li Lingtian's lips curled into a smile as he looked at Ten Thousand Enemy and said, ""Master Wan, how do you feel now?"
Wan Rendi spat out a mouthful of blood as he looked at Li Lingtian and said, ""I really didn't expect that I, Ten Thousand Men's Enemy, would fall at your hands today."
" Yeah, " Feng Buwei looked at Ten Thousand Enemy and said, " You wouldn't have thought that he would join forces with me to deal with you. "
When Wan Ren Di heard this, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"As the saying goes, the father pays for the son's debts. Your son dealt with me first, and you wanted to deal with me later. Since that's the case, let's understand it today."
With God-Destroying Flames in hand, Li Lingtian approached Ten Thousand Enemy step by step.