C1126 Li's Hindhand

The spear was cold and the world was silent.

As this person made his move, another round of slaughter began.

The reason was no longer important.

For Yang Fann, their presence here was an unforgivable sin. Only death could wash away their sins.

In the air, the spear phantom was like an azure dragon soaring into the sky. As it swept out, the corpse fell down like a meteor