Ling Hao Qin Yu Xin

"Are you... Ling Shuai" The headmaster of Suitian Sect trembled, his voice strained.,The force of their attacks collided, sending both parties reeling back seven or eight steps. The cement beneath their feet cracked like a spiderweb.,The Lord of the Demon Palace suddenly had a cut, thirty or forty centimeters long, appear on his chest. Blood gushed out wildly, and his aura immediately weakened.。