"oh"?

"Let's pay the price"?

Qing Yuhua couldn't help but sneer, "Are you blind? Just you two? Today, the half-step Wu King is here, and we are not afraid."

Three warriors walked out of the crowd.

A middle-aged white-faced man, two bald and old-fashioned guys with exactly the same faces, looks like twins.

These three people are all half-step martial kings!

As one of the five major families in Kyoto, how could the Qing family have no half-step Martial King?

These three are just some of them.

"Zhan Wuque, my Qing family killed you with such a big battle, so you can leave with peace of mind."

Qing Yuhua laughed wildly.

"Bang"!

A brick suddenly appeared and hit his legs hard.

"Click"!

A sound of bone cracks instantly came from the field.

"ah"!

Qing Yuhua hugged her legs and rolled on the ground in pain.
Chapter completed!