Deng Hong's face was heavy. He didn't understand why the blood shadow was OK. He rushed to see him again. There is a sense of retreat in my heart. But blood shadow didn't seem to want to let him go. The short blade roared to him, giving him no chance at all.

"whoosh" Deng Hong saw it, only holding up a black stick to resist, and "Qiang" two people retreated at the same time again. However, Deng Hongfei retreated with a smile on his face.

"ha ha. It turns out you're loading me. I'd like to see how long you can hold on to it when you're seriously injured. "...