ould bear witness to Yang Jian's downfall!Yang Yinzhu gritted her teeth, looked at Yang Shaorong, and turned to leave.On the martial arts stage, Fang Yu slapped Yang Jian repeatedly."Crack, crack, cra..."Shout, shout, shout your sister!" Fang Yu frowned, the blade in his hand flashed a blue glow.

The sword qi was extremely sharp and imbued with a holy aura.

The dragon's roar, accompanied by the sound of swords cleaving through the air, echoed together.

"Ah ah ah ah..." remaining protector rushed towards Fang Yu's back, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, stabbing at the back of Fang Yu's head.Fan Yu didn't even turn his head, he just bumped it back with his right e...