C79 He Would Rather Die than Bend

The broken sword pierced through Jiang Xinyu's body and blood gushed out from the dozens of wounds on her body, quickly dyeing her white dress red.

"Hmph!"

Wang Cong's cold snort sounded. In almost an instant, the terrifying eagle claw had already locked onto Jiang Xinyu's left shoulder.

The iron hook like five fingers dug into Jiang Xinyu's flesh and blood