Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fu F

y draining away.He hastily retreated, staggering from the impact and spitting out a mouthful of blood.Jun Xiaoyao, seizing the opportunity, once again grasped the Dahuang Halberd in his hand. With a s...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.le to escape the suppression of the field."Your Grace, it seems luck is on my side this time." Zhou Mu smiled faintly, with an air of composure.He cast his eyes over Song Miaoyu.Her graceful figure, o...