"How could it be?! How could it be! Old Ling, aren't you extremely powerful? How could you become a spirit soul and hide in this small sect? !"
"Ha Ha ha, if we were to talk about this matter, it's a long story," Old Ling scratched his head, then slowly told the story of how Jiang Yiming had rushed into his territory and then killed him.
When Li Wushuang heard this, he suddenly roared, "You little brat who doesn't know the immensity of Heaven and Earth, how dare you hurt my old friend, and even turned my old friend into the form of a spirit soul and imprisoned him in your small sect? Humph, I think you think too greatly of yourself! There's nothing else to say! Let's fight!"
With a roar, Li Wushuang's expression once again became terrifying and fierce!
He attacked Jiang Yiming again! Jiang Yiming cursed in his heart, why did this old guy not listen?!