C1225 Martial saint of the arcane sect

Outside of Xia Yang City, the rain had just stopped.

In a wasteland that was overgrown with weeds, there was a lump of water that was red in color.

It was human blood.

Because the body was right there.

A total of ten corpses.

There were a few people standing next to the corpse. One of them was Tang San of the Tang Sect.

But Tang San wasn't acting as a hitman today