”zhang tianlong, you have no way back today!”
a group of martial arts in black dragon robes su
ounded the man in white and shawned hair, ldly said.
”how dare you su
ound me with some of your send-order war saints?”
the man, with a long gun in his hand, stood there with long hair and no wind, majestic, and zhang looked at the martial arts crazily.
the send stage war saint, although the strength is good, but in front of him, is not enough to see.
”well, zhang tianlong, you can't be proud of yourself.”
those people around zhang tianlong, body repair for progress, the su
ounding reiki suddenly stormed away.
the battles of more than a dozen send-order war saints have been ca
ied out with all their might, enough to destroy everything in a hundred miles.
”interesting, interesting.”
zhang tianlong did not pay any attention to them and laughed loudly.
there were more than a dozen famous martial arts men alone. the dragon was not afraid at all. he saw a wave of his long gun, and a strong intention of killing spurted out of him. (see,
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