C807 Wounded by Pitiful Autumn Water

"Chi!"

The death scythe landed three inches away from Zong Hao's neck.

An invisible wall of air blocked King of Montenegro's attack.

King of Montenegro's earth-shattering power was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant!

"How preposterous!"

King of Montenegro couldn't shake Zong Hao, so he was a bit embarrassed