C639 The Power of the Warlord

The battle became more and more intense. Nether Sect rushed out madly, and more and more of them rushed out. At this rate, the Nether Sect would definitely hold her ground sooner or later.

The cyan-clothed man frowned. If he could not defend even this, how would he fight? But the crazy Nether Sect continued to launch soul attacks, it was truly a headache.

"Kill!"

With an explosive shout