C528 A Voice

"You..."

When he saw the item in Zhang Xuan's hand, his hand went crazy. The Qi that erupted from his hand became even more violent.

"You are courting death!"

His voice was like the sound of thousands of swords clashing, resounding across the sky. Even though they were far away, they still made people feel the terror within.

Zhang Xuan didn't pay much attention to it. Instead