C1750 Infinite Slaughter

Ye Fan's forehead cracked open, and traces of blood flowed out.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the white-clothed youth. "I have already done so."

The white-clothed youth clapped and laughed. "Not bad, not bad!" He continued, "I still have a Gu, as long as you consume it. I will grab your mother's Gu out. "

"Impossible!" Surprisingly, Ye Fan didn't hesitate to reject the white-clothed youth