C1417 Me Chu Tian!

Chu Xiaobei held his sword. His red robe looked like blood as he looked coldly at the Nine Heavens Flame Thunder.

"It's a good time for master and disciple to fight. Let them fight to the death. We can sit back and reap the benefits!" A cold light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The group of God 's favored from the Dust-laden watched from afar.

Luanji stood out