"Pooh..."

a mouthful of blood spewed out of Wang Shicong's mouth, which shocked several people who watched, and saw a big hole smashed on the ground,. Wang Shicong, with blood on his face and mouth, turned to Xu Feng one by one. He couldn't imagine that this half old boy had defeated a mysterious man in the realm of soul.

Wang Shicong was also frightened by the incessant blood gas in his body. Looking at the still calm young man in front of him, he looked at Wang Jian's body on the ground. His figure with a gnash of teeth flickered and ran away towards the distance.

"want to escape?!"...