C220 The power of the Deathsworn Dan.

Gulp ~!

A nasal voice that was as heavy as a beast's roar came out from Sikong Zhan's mouth, there were a few traces of pleasant surprise within the crazed expression, he lowered his head to look at his hands and said: "I feel that this is my true strength! "Kacha ~ ~ ~!"

Hearing the strange laughter from the other party, Fang Ming frowned