hit twice in a row. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood inside. At this time, he knew what Liu Jingchuan felt like being repeatedly hit inside the magic weapon at that time. The attack..."Well then, let it be so." 。es were floating more and more. Lu Xia Tian’s speed also dropped sharply, and the man in purple ahead wasn't doing much better either.Here's the translation, keeping only the text and HTML tags:Let me...