C483 Fierce Skirmish

Wu JunSen stared coldly at Ye Wuchen, the giant devil shadow behind him giving off a silent oppressive feeling.

"Today you are the thirty-seventh dead soul of my Slaughterer's Blade." Hao Wu's expression was extremely calm. He held his battle blade and said arrogantly.

When Hao Wu said this, the surrounding crowd instantly quieted down