บท 114: The Victor Was Determined

Jiang Ping retracted his fist and flexed his wrist.

"Old bastard, do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

Yun Lan covered his nose and mouth, but bright red blood still flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.

He wiped his nose and spat out a mouthful of blood. He forcefully used his spiritual energy to stop his injuries.

At this moment, he was already close to madness. He did not know pain at all. All he wanted to do was to kill this young man in front of him to vent his anger.

"Hahaha, why are you upset after I said a few words?"

"I told you to come and kill me if you have the ability."

Yun Lan's eyes were red as he shouted at Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping sighed helplessly and shook his head as he thought to himself.