the falling stones with his sword, while Wang Xuan relentlessly hacked down large boulders...She clenched her hands tightly, letting out a soft sigh in her heart. If only she could cultivate martial...ended her arms to embrace Wang Xuan, using her body to shield him from the beam.A large amount of fresh blood gushed from her mouth, splashing onto Wang Xuan's face, even splattering into his pupils!A...
Chapter 42: Has the Evil Gone Mad?