Divine Phoenix of He

As they spoke, the blade tip grazed Mo Wu's forehead wound, which was still dripping blood, poised to slice down...,Then, a black shadow suddenly rose before my eyes. In the blink of an eye... there was only deathly silence.,Shouting, the man didn't care about anything else and ran. But the next second, a ghostly figure blocked his path. Before he could react, his neck was instantly gripped.。