C298 Right Fist
When Hee Loongjun heard Han Zhen's praising look, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.
However, this blood was directly spurted onto his Longsword s.
Weng! *
The Longsword that was being stimulated by Hee Loongjun's fresh blood had already started to have scattered Pure Aura mixed with this Qi and blood on the tip of the sword. In the blink of an eye