C257 Beat East Island Dog

"Practice is practice." Hong Yan snorted.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared from the corner of the room. "Hong Yan is right. Practice is real combat, while the number of broken blades is too little."

"What are you doing here?" Hong Yan looked at the appearance of the black shadow and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in her eyes. It seemed that she did not like the black shadow