C1637 Anti-guest predominant

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

Nan Feng laughed and stood up, the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand was unsheathed, whoosh, a sword qi soared to the sky, followed by the Silver Dragon Armor on his body exploding forth.

Under the surprised gaze of the middle-aged man, Nan Feng put away his battle armor and sheathed his Blood-Drinking Sword