C318 I don't even need a good sword to kill you

The Iron Head knew that with his group of people, he wouldn't be able to fight the enemy, but even if he had to put his life on the line, he had to try to stop them!

Bastard, you're courting death!

Having his interest ruined, the robed man was naturally furious. He immediately gave the black-clothed man a look.

"Chi!"

The sound of a sword scraping against his neck rang out