C320 The Cunning Blood Prince

Triple hundred and twenty, cunning fox Young Master Xue.

"Xirong Tribe, Ghost Clan! Finally, we have found out the identity of the enemy! "

Young Master Xue thought coldly, "It's not that easy to kill me. The four of you are not worthy!"

Right before the masked man in black slashed his sword at his neck, Young Master Xue's figure moved slightly