C137 Ling Yan

Ling Yan's carefree voice once again rang out, "I'll give you three breaths of time to lose your arm, or else it won't be as simple as losing your arm!" "One, two …"

"My cultivation is not as good as yours," Yuyan muttered. "I didn't expect that I would have to go through a tribulation." His right hand gently slid across his left shoulder, and his entire left arm clicked