C65 Through Minute Subtlety
Say it.
A Wind Thunder Sword Qi instantly shot out from Zhang Henn's finger. In the next second, it was going to split Yuen Hee's corpse apart.
And the time had come.
The insufferably arrogant and cruel blood on Yuen Hee's face had turned into fear and fear.
"Splash!"
The pale face and the fear that frightened Yuen Hee to death had already scared him to the ground