C1065 Knife death
Just as Tang Huan rushed out of the crevice, seeing this, there was not the slightest bit of surprise on his face.
"Ancient sacred art, this is your Young Sect Master, accept it!"
His eyes flashed slightly, and Tang Huan immediately let out a long laugh. Then, he raised his right arm, throwing Ling Yiming's body out to welcome the rapidly descending Pang Shuo's palm.
"Help
