Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

Next, with a flick of the wrist, the Blood Shadow Saber appeared in hand. A crimson blade slashed down from the sky, speeding towards the opponent.,Ling Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, several gusts of wind shot out from his fingertips, vanishing into the elder's chest.,What he couldn't figure out was, if the Dark Domain Temple wanted to deal with the Rakshasa Hall, they could have made a move long ago. Why did they wait until after the White Tiger and the others arrived before taking action。