"Hand over the sword technique, and I'll spare your life!"
An elderly man in a gray robe arrived on a flying sword, his left hand clasped behind his back while his right hand held a bloody figure. He maintained the air of an immortal being, but his eyes gleamed with undisguised greed.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Wu Sheng flew his sword down ten meters in front of Xia Yueyou, casually tossing the half-dead Wang Ming to the ground.
Chapter 53