Seeing Zhou Ziyu nodding desperately, Chi Ao's face also became gloomy: "You really don't cry until you see the coffin, and you dare to play tricks with me."

"You continue to protect that man, and I will let you see with your own eyes that the people around you are tortured little by little by little!"

He didn't give Zhou Ziyu a chance to speak again.

The sword body shook and stabbed forward!

The distance is too close and the speed is too fast, Han Xiangrou can't react at all!

Even, there is no chance to close your eyes!

And the moment the sword stabbed out, three cold lights suddenly shot out from a distance!

‘Still the clang!’

Three crisp sounds followed one after another!

He almost stabbed Han Xiangrou's sword body and was actually knocked away by a huge external force!

He took the sword and also took the opportunity to escape!

The soft sword fell five meters away, but three holes as thin as hair appeared on the metal sword!

"Who dares to ruin my business!" Chi Ao's face darkened, and his eyes suddenly looked at the entrance.

But his right hand holding the sword had already torn apart.

The person holding the sword has a strong grip, and it is necessary to ensure that the sword does not escape when fighting.
Chapter completed!