However, without a life-and-death battle, the effect would always be unsatisfactory.
Therefore, he took out a blood-red mask and put it on, changed into a blood-red robe, put away the shield shuttle, and descended with the snow.
"Someone's here!"
Jiang Zhan and Meng Zhen, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, immediately sensed someone's arrival.
The next moment.
From the snowflakes in the sky came a cold light directed straight at Jiang Zhan.
Whoosh!
Clang!
With greater skill, Meng Zhen thrust his spear to block that deadly cold light.
Jiang Zhan quickly followed up with his spear, counterattacking the cold light.
Chu Ming, wearing the blood-red mask, gracefully descended, coldly watching the two men.
Jiang Zhan and Meng Zhen stood shoulder to shoulder, glaring angrily ahead.
A blood-red mask... a blood-red robe...
Could it be the Blood Evil Sect?!
"Attack!"
"Leave no one alive!"
"Senior Brother Chu might be in trouble!"
