Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

Before his words could even finish, a bone-shattering sound erupted. The opponent's shoulder blade had been pulverized by Ling Hao's palm wind.,Then, he bent down and picked up the dragon-shaped pendant from the elder's body. He took a quick look at it and realized it was almost identical to his own. The only difference seemed to be the color of the dragon's head, which was slightly different.,A few minutes later, after arriving at the flat ground outside the cave, he treated the wounds of each brother in the Blood Guard one by one.。