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

he rustling of leaves, terrifying sword qi erupted, slashing through sun, moon, and stars.Poof!Blood is splattering.Long Yao'er's tender arms and legs were severed!Purple-gold blood splatters!Jun Xiao...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. hair on the king's head in my heart."This remark made Yun Xiaohei spit blood again.Damn it, if you want to flatter someone, just do it yourself. Why drag me into this messThis is getting stabbed even...