C531 They Easily Broke the Enemy(3)

At this moment, the dark long sword in Dongfang Qiming's hand was filled with a faint black mist, and it carried the scent of a zombie at the same time. It was heading straight for Lan Wuhong's throat. Lan Wuhong felt as if his spiritual energy was being suppressed. His chest tightened. It was as if the opponent in front of him had turned into two men