C551 The Title of a King

At this moment, Fu Yao's face was filled with an evil expression. His eyes were red, and the killing intent that was exploding from his body was nowhere to be found.

"Si Feng... Si Feng!"

Fu Yao's hysterical roar gradually turned maniacal. He maintained a trace of clarity in his eyes, and his hands were clenched so tightly that they cracked.

A drop of blood flowed down from Fu Yao's fingertips