"Ah ......"

Qi Feng let out a low snort, lowered his eyes, and saw that a sharp sword passed directly through his shoulder armor, and then deviated a few inches downward, afraid that it was going to take his life.

A mouthful of blood gushed out.

The sword messenger looked ecstatic, but he did not get carried away, and then he drew his sword sharply, preparing to strike a fatal blow to eliminate the trouble.

With a knife drawn, the flesh and blood were cut by the grinding of the blade

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