C235 Even If There Are Millions of People I will Go!

The shield, brimming with intelligence, deftly parried the Flying Sword's relentless assaults, whisking Ao Liangpeng out of the formation.

His armor, now a tattered relic, had been tucked away, leaving his body marred by numerous bloodstains that soaked his clothing crimson.

Ao Liangpeng, panting heavily, fixed his gaze on Chu Xing, his fists clenched tight