"Experts from the Blood Bat Clan!"
"It's rumored that this race is naturally bloodthirsty, feasting on the fresh blood of their own kind. Every member of the Blood Bat Clan is a master!"
Seeing the three figures in black, the surrounding cultivators instantly gasped.
"You're seeking death, too?" Chen Zheng's gaze swept over the trio.
"Heh heh! The three of us together can even kill an ordinary Martial Artist at the early Golden Core Realm. Chen Zheng, today is destined to be the day you die!"
"That's right! You won't escape this time, even if you grew wings!"
The three members of the Blood Bat Clan sneered viciously.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The words had barely faded when three blood-red shadows swept across the void. In the blink of an eye, they were before Chen Zheng, bringing with them a nauseating stench of blood that filled the air.
