C670 Master of song chung-ji

At this moment, Song Zhongji's aura was extremely terrifying. His right arm seemed to not be made of human flesh and blood, but rather bronze, as it flickered with an ice-cold, murderous light. Resentment! At this moment, he was extremely resentful, because because of Cui Hao's relentless pursuit, he had no choice but to make this choice