C1840
With a single finger, he killed a celestial mood stage cultivator.
Mo Yu, who was far away, couldn't help but to stop breathing.
Chu Yan's actions, however, did not stop just because he killed someone.
Shua shua shua shua!
His eyes were like torches, and his movements were as fast as lightning. His fingers touched together, and turned into a blurry shadow that was hard to see