Chapter 342: Your Blade Is Nice, But Now It’s Mine

Before the blade edge could fall.The world was already a sheet of scarlet.Great Saint Tayun's arms, at this moment, actually seemed unable to bear the weight of this blade... large patches of blood mixed with shredded meat burst open, and before they could hit the ground, they were completely devoured by the red light on the blade.“Give me... death!!”Great Saint Tayun's face twisted, and billowing blood flames snorted from his seven orifices.Sensing the killing intent behind her, Jiang Yuechu looked...