Chapter 140 The fierce wind knife formula

is gradually covered by the dignified atmosphere in the martial field.

The warriors who are about to fight are all motionless, standing in silence, and the warriors who watch the battle around seem to be infected, and the noise of one after another gradually fades away.

Two figures stand quietly in the notable No. 3 arena.

Tang Huan's eyes are narrow and his face is solemn. He holds the red flamethrower in his palm, and his strong true spirit is wrapped in the fiery power of real fire. He travels fast inside the gun body. The brilliant red rays are flowing like water,...