C124 Nangong Wudi

Jia Dilang and the White Feather Tiger King worked together to defend against more than 50 Black Hawk. Although there were many of them, they were only around Third Grade fourth grade.

Nangong Wudi shook his right hand, and a soft sword appeared in his hand. It shot towards Zhao Xin like an arrow leaving its bow.

"Devouring Immortal Blade!"

Hum -

Zhao Xin let out an angry shout