C322 Breaking through enemy camp

"Why not go with them?" A burly martial practitioner walked out. The armor that was forged from black iron on his body emitted a cold, frosty light. His entire body carried a sense of oppression.

"God Blade King." Tu Musang and Zhu Xingdao were inwardly shocked.

Although he was in the same realm as this young man, the killing intent exuded by this young man was much stronger than his own