When Su Wu heard this, he didn't hesitate, his big white hand pulled out a sharp dagger, and then fell down quickly.

"Poof! poof!"

A muffled sound kept ringing.

Three knives and six holes, without even a single breath, appeared on Su Wu's body.

"Are you satisfied?"

Su Wu stared at Zhao Yang, who had a gloomy face, and asked coldly.

"Haha, satisfied, satisfied, I'm so satisfied, but don't you think your brain is a little lacking?"

Zhao Yang's fingers lightly twirled around his head twice, staring at Su Wu with a cold evil smile.

"I don't think it's true to your word, and I'll do what you prescribe

Chapter 214 of "The Great Immortal Venerable of the City" Why is it in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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