C421 Ruthless confrontation

The cold weapons in his hands buzzed, and when the green vine whips were all silent, Jian Dong waved his hand, and the umbrella protection shield instantly materialized in the air.

A strange smell of mold assaulting his nose, Zhi Gang immediately pulled his clothes apart, exposing his sturdy arms, and pointed the blood blade forward, "Kill!"

Jian Dong had originally wanted to stop them