The gossip that fills the air is cumbersome and harsh.

"Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the wolf!"

A deep word, the rough voice is stripped from the poetry, and the sound is coming, and the appearance of the poetic spirit has been slowly revealed!

Sirius King!

Its hair is like snow, its limbs are strong, it is majestic, and the contempt in its eyes is like that of an emperor!

Ahh

A wolf howl, as if it had broken through the sky, towards the white cold.

Bai Han's expression at this time did not have the slightest wave, just quietly looked at the Sky Wolf King.

Rumble!

The Sirius King instantly crashed into the magic net, and at this moment, the dust was all over the place, and it seemed that he couldn't see the cracking of the net!

"It's over,......

"Confucianism and Taoism" Chapter 115 One move determines the winner is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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