C173 Legend of the Maple

At this moment, Shih Siming was kneeling on the ground. The iron halberd in his hand fell beside him and his eyes were filled with fear.

His hands were hanging down, and his arms were covered with blood.

Leng Lingfeng's gun was still in his hand and the scene from before was still fresh in his mind. Shih Siming's martial arts had exceeded his imagination, catching him off guard