C41 Rushing through the eighteen bronze men's formation
In the morning of the next day, in Shaolin's pie, Zhang Jiming was standing in the courtyard with a large blade behind him. He stood by his side and beside him was a handsome young man who was around seventeen or eighteen years old. The Sect Leader, Master Wuhui and the common folk could not do it. The Martial Ancestor did not succeed, the Zen Ancestor did not have any intentions
