C462 Whoever offends this Emperor however distant shall be destroyed

"No, no, no ?"

In that instant, Zhao Zichen felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse.

His pupils rapidly contracted as the Dragon-veined Sword rapidly grew larger in his eyes.

The aura of death had locked onto him.

The fear and unwillingness turned into an endless struggle, and at that moment, his consciousness swept out crazily, trying to recall his own Green Feather Sword