C1670 Zhao Bingkun Made His Move

"Ah …"

Gao Feng swung his sword in a flurry of attacks. His sword seemed to have been cut down by a god. Two more people let out a shrill scream and fell into a pool of blood.

There were less than ten disciples left in the blink of an eye. Niu Dazhi had a ferocious look on his face as he said to the empty air, "Chairman Zhao