320 Golden Buddha Suppression

The dense black shadows on the ground fell like rain, and Long Yu was instantly surrounded by a cylinder. Wu Xie and Sun Zai were followed by a group of no less than 300 people wearing armor and holding spears in their hands. They were very majestic and fell to the east.

To the west, there was a little beggar dressed as a man, followed by a woman in black, and a group of fifty people in armored suits with ghost faces on their backs. The little beggar glanced at Long Yu, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Finally we meet, Long Yu of the Divine Sword Pavilion."

Long Yu smiled slightly, and a dark aura came out of his eyes. He turned around and looked at the little beggar, and his wings fluttered slightly behind him, "Do you want to come together, or set up a ring for you to fight in turns."

A woman with three flames coming out of her forehead walked out from the south, followed by a group of strange people. "It seems that you really think