His shoulders were broken.

His left arm was broken.

Before that bright light, everything, even the light emitted by the other light sources and the night wind, broke.

This light is a sword light.

The sword light fell, and a clear and straight blood mark appeared on Zhou Tong's face and body, extending from his left eye to his ribs.

With a slight sound, a bloody flower burst out from his eyes, his left cheek peeled off in the wind, his left shoulder was cut, and his left arm fell to the ground.

Then he fell heavily to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of thick blood that was so thick that it could not be melted.

What kind of knife is this?

Chen Changsheng walked towards the ruins, holding the knife in his hand.

That was a kitchen knife he took in the kitchen before leaving the National Education College.

This is the most terrifying knife in heaven and earth from ancient times to the present.

Before this knife, no matter the mountains, rivers or rivers, they will definitely be broken.
Chapter completed!