C200 Acacia sect komba

After retreating a few steps, the Alexander the Great slowly came to a stop. His gloomy gaze swept over the ruptured palm of the tiger, and a bit of blood flowed onto the cross in his hands. He could not help but say in shock: "This movement, you actually know the rhythm of a First Rated Warrior?"

Just now, when Mu Tu was brandishing the Twilight Knife