C161 A Contest of Martial Skills

It's very rare to see such a high level fight in the martial arts field of the clan. For a moment, everyone's eyes were all looking here. Nalan Fengdu, who was standing with his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes and said with a malicious smile, "Cousin Zhao Xue, If you are ready, then I will begin?" The incomparably cunning him first hinted