The man’s head flew out far away with his eyes wide open. Obviously, he didn’t die in peace.

In the air, Tuoba Xiaoyao waved her hand and the man’s Store-ring suddenly flew to her palm. Instead of the ring, she looked at Ye Xuan not far away, who was holding Lingxiu Sword with blood dripping, and his conceptual killing skill was as real.

Tuoba Xiaoyao walked up to Ye Xuan and said gently, “Ye, what’s wrong?”

Ye Xuan shook his head, “We ...