C3050 Speak like a Mountain

"No, Lord Ye Meng …"

"We are wrongly accused …"

"Lord, have mercy, Lord …" "Spare us!"

The moment Ye Meng gave the order, Gray Blade was still frozen on the spot. However, the large group of warriors around him were like a boiling pot of oil that was thrown into a bowl of water and instantly exploded.

At this time, the martial artists following Gray Blade were the Hall of Soul Sacrifice