Chapter 907

• However, these crushed flames, after flying out for some distance, actually coalesced together again and reappeared in the form of Wang Yan, only that his face was ghastly white without the slightest bit of blood, and his body was densely packed with more than a dozen sword wounds, with blood pouring out in a miserable manner.
• “Go!”
• Wang Yan didn't dare to have the slightest stay, transforming into a fiery light, he rushed out of the canyon in a sorry state.