C701 Appearing Array One to Ten

Yang Fann's voice was cold and merciless, echoing between heaven and earth.

His long spear was stabbed into the chest of this young man, with a single hand holding onto it, he stood upright in the air. Large amounts of blood fell down from the skies.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Everyone's gaze was fixed on Yang Fann.

The expression on his face also started to change