C895 Wukong Fought Bashe
"Ah!" "Ah! Help!" … The screams reached Wu Xiaoming's ears.
"What's going on?" Wu Xiaoming stepped on his flying sword and broke through time and space, appearing in the Grace Deer Clan's residence.
He saw that there were many crisscrossing ravines in the village that was less than a hundred miles in circumference.
A thick stench of blood filled the surrounding ten thousand miles