C792 A Demonic Beast Disciple(2)

The sharp sword energy kept cutting Huo Chihuo's body, turning him into dust. If he exerted more strength, he could even kill Huo Chihuo. However, Zhu Qing stopped his last attack!

"It's understandable that young people are a little angry, but there's no need to risk their lives! "Grandma Luo smiled and caught Zhu Qing's sword. Her slender palm was like a mountain