C647 Assassin Martial Spirit(part Iii)

Swoosh swoosh!

Witness!

Yang Ziming saw that Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed like two supreme assassins had appeared, each of them thrusting out with a peerless sword.

His gaze bore all of this and pierced through the wall of the secret room. It was as if a sword had pierced through two pieces of tofu.

From the corner of Chu Yang's eyes, two streams of blood flowed out