Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-Three: Runni

grasp. A sword net suddenly blossomed forth. 。The fine starlight interwoven into a net, not only resisted against He Xiaopeng, but also covered towards Yue Zhengyu. 。Never retreat an inch. 。At this t...Jiang Wuyue's expression immediately became strange, even among the talented warriors of the Blood God Legion, he was one of the best of the younger generation. 。etime, anything else would be worthwhile! At that moment, all the hammer shadows suddenly converged, and Tang Wulin also descended from the sky. Only that piece of metal remained suspended in mid-air,...