After killing the envoy of the God of the Sun, Flaming Qilin put away the spear of red flames with a calm look. He secretly praised himself in his heart that he was much more handsome than Yan Wushuang.

Bai Xiang was stunned. Although these two men were troublemakers, their combat strength was so scary.

Flaming Qilin raised his eyebrows proudly at Yan Wushuang.

"Is it half of a skill?" Yan Wushuang's face was full of disgust.

"What ...