C132 White Winged Flood Dragon!

The skinny martial artist didn't respond. His chest rose and fell violently as he desperately sucked in the air. However, the wound on his chest was just too severe. His strength was also rapidly fading away.

"Elder Haoyang, how could it be you?" Ye Qiuyue was shocked, "This place..." Is it related to our sect? What exactly is going on? "

The skinny martial practitioner still didn't answer her