C866 Martial arts convention 3

It was impossible for the Full Moon to allow Rising Sun to kill the Pavilion Master now. She pulled out the sword at her waist and placed it across Wang Zhong's neck.

The ice-cold touch, as well as the pain of the sharp blade deeply cutting into his skin, were all telling Wang Zhong to let go. Otherwise, he would kill him right now!

Rising Sun stared at Full Moon in disbelief