C21 Assassination and Counter-murder

In the blink of an eye, Hua Shang subconsciously moved his hands forward and mixed the silver light in front of his chest. It was a long sword with wavy lines. Traces of blood were neatly arranged in an orderly manner. It was an incomparable hierarchy.

This was definitely a murder weapon. Suddenly, an eerie chill came from the blade of the long sword