C739 The next Target

A shiver of cold sweat traced down the backs of Mo Fu and his companions as they heard the frustrated roars echoing from the skies above Yi City. They had narrowly escaped; a few moments later, and they would have been at the mercy of the Fire Slave General.

Yet, the thrill that followed was beyond words.

Kwoo Zhengjun couldn't help but flash a triumphant smile. "Tonight was epic