Wang Zhenghuai looked at him disdain and used his tiger-breaking claws again.

boom.

boom.

The two of them actually fought each other more than ten times in a row. Wang Zhenghuai was a little scared. This kid had only been practicing for three years at most, and he actually had such strength.

No, you must kill him.

Wang Zhenghuai was ruthless, and his moves became more and more fierce and fierce.

Fukugawa gradually couldn't bear it, and blood couldn't be oozed out of his mouth and nose. The power of the recoil on the bombing had already hurt his internal organs.

"Die." Wang Zhenghuai launched his last blow.

At this moment, a cold voice came: "Fortunately, I caught up. I spent so much money on these boys. How dare you kill them?"

The boys who struggled to resist were first shocked and then happy.

This is... the voice of the master.

Suddenly, a sacred rain of light slowly fell.

S-level skill [Sacred Light]

Everyone's injuries are recovering quickly.

The soldiers were all confused and their injuries were recovering. What was going on?
Chapter completed!