Xiu vanished into thin air within an instant.
It was like Xiu was never there.
But the dead body of Ruan Yingzhe lying in the pool of blood was proof that the god-like man did exist.
Shen Duan felt cold throughout his body. His blood had almost frozen as he looked at the deceased Ruan Yingzhe.
He was vicious and malicious, but he feared the strong.
He could not understand where Shen Yanxiao found this godly helper. Within a second, the dream he was so close to achieving shattered in front of him.
Xiu left, but he did not take the fear he created in Shen Duan with him.
Shen Yue fell on the ground, turning ghastly pale. At the moment, he regretted his choice. Why did he decide to side with Shen Duan?
Great Swordsman of the second-class promotion? Powerful?
No, Ruan Yingzhe was a joke! That mysterious man Shen Yanxiao had brought with her choked a Great Swordsman to death in a blink of an eye. The kill was clean and simple.
