C88 The Sword and the Immortal Flag

"Roar!" A long roar broke the silence. Wang Caibin, who was covered by a red leopard shadow, rushed out from the roar and incomparably powerful Qi. His speed was so fast that he could cover dozens of meters in an instant.

When he looked at Wu Feng again, he didn't panic. His right hand formed a seal and pointed at the immortal sword in front of him