C426 Persecution

The silver blade clashed head-on with the ancient martial arts.

Strength fusion.

The color of the sky and earth changed as dark clouds covered the sky.

Long Tian Xing gritted his teeth. It was as though his body had hit a mountain. His internal organs churned uncontrollably as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His red eyes looked at Su Zhenhai.

"Kid, being arrogant isn't good