C1264 The Power of the Blood of the Demon God

"Stop him! Protect brother Han Jian!"

Xu Liu shouted.

Five warriors of the fourth or fifth level of the Sky Profound Stage attacked together to protect Han Jian.

"A bunch of ants."

"Get lost!"

Yan Long's blood energy filled the air.

The large blood red hand directly sent five people flying.

"Puchi..."

The five of them were heavily injured and spat out blood at the same time