C487 Kill the Seventh Branch Guild Leader

Hearing Old White Dragon's nonsense, Yan Dian almost died of anger. He roared, "Old thing, look at the knife!"

However, when he raised the knife, Old White Dragon scuttled back with a swoosh.

At this time, Lan Tian had completely adjusted himself to his best condition. The wound on his arm had also healed. He shouted loudly, "Spear, come! Sword, come!"

Swoosh, swoosh