C967 The Ultimate Restriction Thousand Shadow Shooting
"Slave King!"
"Slave King!!!"
While countless slaves were in shock, the Zhao Yan King took a palm out.
Unfortunately, at this critical moment, another cold and furious voice suddenly broke into this world.
"My man, I will not allow anyone to kill me!"
Hiss!
Zhao Yan's face darkened. He felt a chill on his back, so he turned around and slapped his palm behind him
