chapter 180 Who contends with

The cold wind blew by, ruffling Ethan Xiao's thick hair. Ethan Xiao held a cold knife sharply, like a vigorous pine and cypress, or like a solitary poplar standing proudly, letting the cold wind like a blade pierce his face.

The two figures opposite had gloomy faces, bared teeth, and murderous aura raging around them, even the strong wind was blocked.

"If I don't eat you alive today, my surname will not be Zhu!" Zhu Xiong's eyes glowed coldly, and he let out a soft whistle,...