chapter 131 Ten Thousand Swords of Blood

"Damn, what is that?"

Believe it or not, Murong Bin, who has always been calm and reserved, actually cursed.

Forget about the sandstorm, it was still bloody, it was so weird and terrifying, who could still stay calm?

The five people were all running back, like five shooting stars, each one faster than the other.

This was the first time that Nicholas Pickering knew that these guys were so fast, not much worse than him.

"No, that thing is too fast!"

Bailiyu...