C684 A great killing weapon a great killing weapon

The wind howled, and a bloody aura filled the air.

On the flat ground, countless corpses were piled up.

Ge Yingchen's white hair flew in the air, the Asura Sword in his hand still had a eye-piercing amount of blood dripping onto the ground, creating a blood flower.

"More and more?"

Gao Zhi said softly, it had only been three days since the last massacre