The secret of the Duanmu family

The bloodred scaled Wolf was able to walk through the forest as if it was flat ground, and its combat strength did not decrease at all.

It was a completely one-sided battle.

The swordsman's face turned pale and he growled, " "Damn it, let's retreat!"

"Retreat? Where are you going?"

A cold voice sounded. Yan Quan appeared behind the swordsman.

"Old man, you think you can stop me? You really think I'm a pushover."

The swordsman was furious, and he violently slashed his sword forward.

An extremely bright sword light slashed towards Yan Quan. It was even stronger than the previous one.

He wanted to kill Yan Quan with one sword strike and escape as soon as possible. He was afraid that the Golden-eyed blood zombie would catch up with him, which would be troublesome.

But the next moment, his pupils rapidly contracted.

Yan Quan's fist shot out, and a fist force, vast and scorching, bombarded towards him.

Bang!