C62 Fear

Qin Hao's eyes were cold as he stared at the three Martial Master Stage warriors without saying a word.

The long spear in his hand was stained with blood. It was originally a dark and translucent spear tip, but now it had turned dark red. A strong smell of blood could be sensed from it, making people feel nauseous.

The remaining three were frightened by Qin Hao's gaze