C476 The Aesthetic of Violence

"Ho!"

Zhang Fei could no longer remember how many direct confrontations he had with this Bacar. Not only Zhang Fei, but also the surrounding soldiers from the Eastern and Western Continents began to engage in close combat.

It was a sick aesthetic feeling, from another angle.

The two of them engaged in an intense battle once again, and then both of them could not help but retreat a few steps