chapter 153 Silver Wolf Howling Moon Palm

The next morning. When the melodious bell rang again, Russo Su took out the Black Mysterious Sword, put it on his back, and came to the outer square again. The square was still noisy and crowded. Nangong Linjue and other Tianmeng disciples still looked at him with murderous intent. Duan Jingtian was still standing in the pavilion. But there was only one battle platform left in the square, the only battle platform for the ranking competition. After waiting for a moment, the Great Elder...