Blood dripped from the stick, and Pei Jinye grabbed Kun Sheng's hair, hoisting him up directly.
"How did you become so strong!!!"
"Or did you simply not use your full strength last time?"
Kun Sheng was in disbelief.
The last bit of pride he had was shattered by the stick on the spot.
Pei Jinye, without saying a word, struck mercilessly.
The spiritual power above Kun Sheng's head visibly diminished sharply.
Kun Sheng let out a piercing scream.
The elder at the door was full of shock and anger: "Young Master!"
A figure had just charged over.
A ten-meter-long shadow of the stick came whistling toward him.
With a "boom,"
a cloud of blood burst forth.
This scene left Kun Sheng completely dumbfounded.
"Since when is the Infinity Stick so powerful?"
Pei Jinye flipped and struck out again, continuing to target him.
Kun Sheng screamed again, his voice filled with a venomous curse:
"If you have the guts, kill me! Ah! Kill me!!"
"I swear... you are dead!"