C1194 Demonic soul pill

His hair loosened, Wu Feng staggered backwards, and his body was covered with blood.

sword rain

The monkey was half-kneeling on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

The black and white swords stopped, as if it had lost its target.

"Hee hee, hee hee hee."

Wu Feng's mouth was filled with blood as he laughed lowly, and in the end, it was filled with wild laughter