In this way, Ye Xuan’s sword thrust into the old man’s glabella little by little, and his Zhenhun Sword was devouring the old man’s soul madly!

However, the old man laughed wildly, “Ye Xuan, the more you care about your sister, the worse her end would be, ha-ha...”

Holding the sword, Ye Xuan suddenly chopped forward.

Hiss!

The old man’s head flew out directly!

On the site, Ye Xuan’s expression was gloomy ...