C666 Suicide Sword

Li Hendong swung the Spirit Holy Sword in his hand, while coughing, he laughed out loud.

Following his laughter, cracks appeared on the bright red mask on Duan Qijue's face!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The number of cracks rapidly increased!

Not long after, a series of "peng" sounds erupted.

A dull thud, turned into droplets of blood, before flying out of Duan Qijue's face