Angry!

That was Ye Xuan’s mood at the moment.

The old man stared at Ye Xuan firmly. At this moment, there was a trace of fear in his eyes!

Sec-killed!

The speed of Ye Xuan’s sword was really terrifying just now, even he could only feel a little faint trace of it. Moreover, a mysterious power seemed to appear when Ye Xuan stroke with his sword.

It was precisely because of this mysterious power that the middle-aged man and ...