In a flash, the yin energy in the bow took form and shot towards the east Qin wuwo's face.
'Whoosh-'
With a sound, East Qin wuwo only felt his hands empty. The White jade he was holding was instantly snatched away by an Iron Palm.
The power of the scholarly faction was forcibly suppressed in front of the nether soldiers that were filled with baleful Qi, and it was not worth mentioning.
The evil spirits of the soldiers held their Spears and pressed East Qin wuwo to the ground!
"Song Qing Xiao! Song Qing Xiao! Song Qing Xiao!"
The East Qin wuwo's eyes were about to pop out as he called out song qingxiao's name three times, but he was helpless in this situation.
Huala-
The red wind fluttered in the wind. Zhang shouyi held the White jade in his hand and walked in song qingxiao's direction with large strides.
The general, who had been through hundreds of battles, was ashamed. When he came to song qingxiao, he knelt down on one knee.
