C112 Rushing into the pagoda

"How can there be such a martial art?"

The Blood Sucking Mounted Bandit leader screamed shrilly, not daring to believe his own eyes.

In this world, there was actually such a level of martial arts. Divine, valiant, grand, towering like a mountain. Exquisite and exquisite, it fiercely suppressed his power.

The blood poison was like a mouse meeting a cat. It had been beaten to a pulp