C935 The Power of Sword-arts

The large black beetle had already expanded to its limit, and the javelin in its black metallic claws had also grown to a length of about three meters. Its long, sharp claws shone with a metallic light.

Bang!

The large beetle landed on the stage and started running towards Jiang Wuchen and the other two.

"Brother Chen, this big guy is rushing over …" Young Master Zheng was a little scared