C383 Slaughter.

Under the heavy atmosphere, both sides were in a tense confrontation.

"Xiahou Dao, it's been so many years since we last met. Your mouth is still as stinky as ever." The voice of the white-eyed black-robed man in the lead was ear-piercing, and his face was filled with killing intent.

The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight shone down once again