C222 No Matter How Small It Was It Was Still Meat

Upon hearing the roar, everyone's morale surged.

"Ming Ying has arrived. We must hold back this assault!" Tang Yun urged with urgency.

But the mutated mantis was already upon them, its dark blade light glaring ominously in everyone's eyes.

"Fall back!" In a flash, a figure burst forth—it was Zhang Kuang.

His face twisted with madness, he swung his white bone club at the mutated mantis