C880 Twin Killing Generals

"First form of the Fine Snow, Purple Nether Wind Brake!"

Zhang Haorann lifted the Violet Firmament Sword and the golden sword qi was aggressive. With a flash of his sword, Mu Jing who was in his half-human half-beast form had his arm chopped off.

Mu Jing let out a wail and retreated.

"Run?" Zhang Haorann sneered. He stood firmly, unmoving, and let Mu Jing escape