Long Tianao subconsciously shouted: "Kill him!"

"kill--"

Ganjiang's pupils contracted, and he suddenly shouted loudly. The sword was unsheathed, and the dazzling light of the sword was like lightning.

Fight with all your strength!

Revenge for his wife, for Long Tianao's safety, and for his own wish!

The murderous intention is overwhelming.

The sword's light shield faces Ye Zhendong.

Ye Zhendong raised his hand gently.

The sword light flashed away.

"when!"

There was a harsh sound, and the general's movements suddenly froze.

He held the knife high, but his steps stopped moving and his body kept shaking.

Ye Zhendong's flying sword was still hanging low, as if it had never been raised, but there was a trace of thick blood on the tip of the sword that had just been wiped clean.

Ye Zhendong walked slowly past the general. When he passed by, he patted the general on the shoulder:

"You are very good!"

Ye Zhendong glanced at him again: "I seem to have seen you somewhere..."

"Um--"

The general wanted to open his mouth to respond, but his body shook and he fell to the ground with a thud. There was unwillingness, anger, and frustration in his eyes.

But there is also a touch of gratification in being recognized.

The King of Killers is the King of Killers. After more than twenty years of being inactive, he stood up again and is still the strongest man in this world.

He closed his eyes.

"Lord Go-getter!"

The seven killers roared angrily when they saw this, and rushed towards Ye Zhendong regardless.

After just a few sharp sounds, they fell into a pool of blood one by one.

"kill!"

Long Tianao drew his gun with his backhand and shouted: "The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road..."

He stopped abruptly mid-sentence, and his finger that was about to pull the trigger stopped.

A flying sword was already pressed between his eyebrows.

Long Tian’s proud face is as white as paper!
Chapter completed!