C27 Strength

Dust suddenly fell to the ground, one cheek crushed, and covered his face with his hands.

"F * ck, it's really useless!" Meng Hong cursed, and then he flipped his hand. Dozens of sword lights stabbed fiercely towards that precious beast.

Clang!

Dozens of sword lights stabbed into the rare beast's body. All sorts of metal clashing sounded out