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

"If you continue to protect that man, I will let you see with your own eyes that the people around you are tortured by me bit by bit!"

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

The sword shook and thrust forward!

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

He didn't even have a chance to close his eyes!

And at the moment when the sword was thrust out, three rays of cold light suddenly shot out from the distance!

'Zhengzhengzheng!'

Accompanied by three crisp sounds in succession!

The sword that almost hit Han Xiangrou was knocked away by a huge external force!

Take the sword and let go of it!

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

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

But the jaw of his right hand holding the sword was already torn.

The person holding the sword has a strong grip and needs to ensure that the sword does not fall out of his hand during combat.
Chapter completed!