C65

In the pitch-black night sky, Wang Zhen was staring at a sword light that was flying over from a distance behind him. He had a gloomy expression on his face.

"Damn it! You've been chasing me for such a long time, and now that the sky is starting to brighten, you still refuse to give up? Ruthlessness!"

Wang Zhen roared softly, his speed did not decrease