C913 Warrior Glory?

"Shut up! This lowly Devil Clan doesn't seem to be pure. He's just a pitiful mixed-blood. How dare he comment on the heroic spirits of the Heavenly God Realm!"

His body spun, and the Slash Knife in the puppet's hand, which was still dripping blood, pointed at the air. In an instant, a ray of cold blade light shot out, aiming straight for Ning Yue's throat.

Ding!

The blade light was shattered