C43 Pursuing

The fat man looked at the enemies who had launched a sneak attack on the Team Liguang without any emotion. He held the handle of the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was dragged on the ground. As the fat man ran faster and faster, a deep trench was formed on the ground.

A blood guard who was fighting intensely with the members of the Liguang had yet to understand what was going on