C331 Hot Blood or Cold

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Four muffled sounds could be heard, followed by a rapid jump in everyone's eyelids. The four Martial Cultivator s who were at the seventh or eighth stage of the Body Refinement Realm were blasted away as blood dripped from their mouths.

"Hiss …"

Looking at the miserable appearances of the four guards, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. His arms were broken