C441 Flee
"No wonder he was in such a hurry."
With a thought from Xiao Ming, the Fate Flying Sword swept over with the power of thunder and fire.
"Bam!" Fifth Fox raised his hand to block it, and the Flying Sword pierced into his palm, leaving behind a mark that was about an inch deep. "Gathering strength in one place? This guy is going to fight head on. He saw the problem so quickly