C578 Sweeping Across the Area

Three seconds. . .

Two breaths. . .

One breath. . .

At this time.

In the blink of an eye.

As Xu Mingda's two sharp claws continuously changed, a black poisonous mist that looked like a wolf charging at Zhang Henn's head surged out of Xu Mingda's poisonous gas attack.

The sharp blade in Liangji's hand was also shooting towards Zhang Henn's head. As he swung the blade