C2295 Black Blood
"Charge!"
Helan Rongle stood in the middle of the forest, looking at the group of men in black who had vaguely appeared in front of him. With a loud shout, he led more than thirty Ancient Martial Artists behind him and charged forward in a straight line!
"Kill!"
More than thirty Ancient Martial Artists roared as anger surged in their hearts. It had always been the Helan Society bullying others
