C73 A Brutal Slaughter

In the eyes of the tall youth, Wen Yuan's slightly immature fists gradually grew larger and larger in his pupils. Finally, with a loud bang, he struck his saber. Looking at the unmoving saber, the tall youth couldn't help but reveal a comfortable smile. This was the only time he had truly felt Wen Yuan's attack. He was still alive.

However, very quickly. .