C61 Li dai tao yan huang huang

The shadow of the blade slashing down from Tu Dao appeared in front of Ling Tianfeng's eyes. It was very abstract, and also very classic.

He really wanted to persuade his brother, "Let go of the butcher's knife and turn into a Buddha on the spot." Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance.

A head flew into the air, and what it gave out was fresh blood that splattered out like ink