Chapter 142
- With this sword strike, the long sword hummed, instantly slicing through the air and slashing down towards the top of Wu Chong's head, which had changed expression drastically.
- How was it possible to break through at the last minute?
- Wu Chong's face was full of disbelief, but he dared not be negligent. The ferocity in his eyes surged, and with a low growl, the curved blade he had swung suddenly lifted up!