C251 Real and Illusory

About ten meters away from where I was standing, Zhou Peng was standing with a Profound Wood Sword in his hands. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. There were dozens of wounds of different sizes on his body, as if he was a man made of blood.

There were more than a dozen corpses around him, and all of them were Profound Practitioner.

Seeing this scene