Chapter 122: The Tower of Succession, Unmatched Prowess

rack.He was a boy dressed in white, with jet-black hair flowing gently in the wind. His aura was extraordinary, and his eyes held the image of a beautiful martial spirit. He scanned the crowd with a c... Xian Sang's face was exquisite, but there was pain in his brows. His white shirt had been torn apart by the boy's relentless punches, revealing a smooth, snowy patch of abdomen.With a 'thump', Nie Xi...