C1252 A Bloody Battle Against the Drifting Cloud Sect(4)

Rivers of blood on the third battlefield of the Corpse Mountain.

The Shang brothers had their backs against each other. Although they were surrounded by more than ten Xuan Linggu disciples, they didn't panic at all. In fact, the corners of their mouths curled up into a smile as if they were not afraid of death.

"Brother, do you still have strength?"

"I have long lost strength