chapter 342 Drunken Sword Technique Hundred Flowers Kill

Pedro was not afraid of the pressure from the Mahayana Saint and went deep into the restricted area with no intention of retreating. "presumptuous!" A Mahayana sage was enraged, a violent wind blew up, and ghosts cried and wolves howled. The sky and the earth were dark, and thick black fog appeared on all sides of Pedro, blocking his sight and the way forward. Pedro stood still, holding the long sword in his right hand, the wine gourd on his waist trembled slightly, and made a faint chanting...