Chapter 1205: Over the Heritage Hall

, the obese old man stared at Tang Huan dead. The two small eyes seemed to stare out of his eyes. The horror in his chest was beyond words.

The moment Tang Huan came out, he finally caught the fluctuation of the breath hidden in the red sword light, and also judged that Tang Huan was a practice of turning the imaginary into the imaginary.

This practice is comparable to him, but he never thought that the strength of a monk who turned the imaginary into the imaginary could reach such a level. Eleven men besieged one man, which was supposed to be a...