C304 A Fierce Battle!

The blade was sharp and cold, and even blood could not hide the murderous air.

In the corridor, a gust of wind with the smell of blood blew... It blew the elder's white robe and the blade in his hand. The blood on the blade... dripped faster.

The blood dripped down, dyeing the blanket blood-red. A large flower of blood spread out.

The elder coldly ignored the door