C1014 Accident

"Go to hell."

Chen Xiong retreated, but he couldn't stop Zhang Xiaodao's advance. There wasn't any excitement on Zhang Xiaodao's face when he struck. Instead, he maintained a cold killing intent, and with a calm expression, he took a step forward. He swung his sword towards Chen Xiong.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaodao, who was a peerless genius nurtured by the Eastern Holy Land