Chapter 1072: The King of War's Golden Body

has a terrible sense of crisis that seems to be pierced all over his body, which derives from his soul. Without hesitation, the old man in the red robe chopped out his knife.

"Huh!"

The roar suddenly started, and the fierce storm almost just roared out of the knife, and the red light had penetrated into the storm.

The scene that happened the moment before, immediately re-enacted.

The storm of strength and knife had not even exerted its due power, it had dispersed, and the long gun fell on the body of the knife again.

"Bang!"

In the roar, the red-robed old...