Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled the corner of his mouth, looking sarcastic.

"It's time for you, do you still want to use a balancing distribution trick like shit to resolve conflicts? Don't be stupid."

While Beiyuan Nanfeng said, he stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the shadow shadow in front of him: "Don't tell me these things. I don't want to use this trick, and you are not qualified to tell me these things. Do you think that this shadow can make me surrender? Or do you think that you can force me to surrender with your position?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly exerted his right hand.

The human figure fluctuated for a moment, and was about to break free.

But he suddenly realized that he could not break free.

"The House of God."

The shadow turned around and looked at the Divine House Zong Zhan, his facial features appeared, with surprise.

"Northern wind."

Shenwu Zongzhan increased the volume.

"Ha? What do you want to say?"
Chapter completed!