C763 Samurai

However, Yi Hao was not discouraged. He continued to fight, he had to win, he absolutely could not lose. Yi Hao panted heavily, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

The Nine Yin Flames and the most powerful flames were burning together, and a cold feeling rose from the bottom of Xie Zhi's heart. This human was weird, how could his flame have this kind of power?

With such an evil aura