The Vast Land

Gulp.

The man with a long chubby face swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He was cold sweating heavily. Without a doubt, it was this Martial Master right in front of him that killed his companions. However, he was only a Martial Master. How could he have killed Martial Spirits? And he killed three in one second. The man did not even see how the enemy had acted.

How was it possible?

Was he really just a Martial Master?

He looked at Xiao Luo, terrified, with the roasted meat that smelled wonderful in his mouth, and he dared not move. In a trembling voice, he asked, "Who…who the hell are you? We are from the Black Blood Mercenary Corps."

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