chapter 34 : blood coercion

Warrior Yang flipped his wrist, and the black- Profound Rank long sword appeared in his hand, with a look of ferocity on his face, he would not just sit and wait for death, even if it was death, he would resist until death.

As for the woman in white next to her, her expression was calm, as if those who rushed towards her were not Profound Beast but fireflies.

The hordes of night owl moved towards Warrior Yang and the woman in white like a black net, the momentum was...