lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

A myriad of translucent water arrows, like a swarm of locusts, flew in. They were gathered by some force and shot towards Guanglie's side with blinding speed.,The blades flashed like a torrential downpour, crashing down and forcing Zuo Guanglie back into the snake pit.,Even the white-faced Gong Yang turned pale: “How is that possible! Where did he get the Zhu Rong lineage from How could he possibly summon the true form of Zhu Rong!”。