C392 A Covenant
Mu Tian had already completely forgotten himself as he was completely immersed in battle.
Nine Revolutions Tyrant Body Fist, Heavenly Demon, Illusory Soul Blade.
Mu Tian completely relied on his instincts to attack. Blood dyed Mu Tian's body red and rushed into his mouth. He felt a burning sensation.
"Knock, knock, knock ~ ~ ~"
"Knock, knock, knock ~ ~ ~"
The sound of war drums rang out