Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

He vaguely had a feeling that the other party's target wasn't Rakshasa Hall at all, but Blood Shadow Erlang!,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.,Just then, a sniper bullet whizzed past with the faintest whisper of wind.。