C88

"Roar!" A long hiss broke the silence. Wang Caibin, whose entire body was covered by the shadow of a scarlet leopard, rushed out from within the roar and peerless imposing aura. His speed was so fast that he was actually dozens of feet in an instant.

Looking at Wu Feng's side, he was not in a hurry. His right hand formed an incantation gesture and kept on facing the celestial swords