C442 One Line Sky

"Your palm may be hard to cut, but your wrist isn't." Ye Ling held the Xuan-Yuan Sword in his right hand and the dripping blood on his left as he sneered.

"I will kill you!" Jakes held onto his severed left arm and stopped the bleeding. His bloodshot eyes stared at Ye Ling as he said furiously.

The most hateful thing was that Ye Ling had already aimed for his wrist