The swords dispersed and several silver needles came up.

There are red ghosts and swords stabbing behind, and silver needles pressing ahead. In the narrow space, Yecheng has nowhere to hide.

The Red Ghost laughed proudly, and her victory was in hand. However, the facts are not what she expected.

dutiful!

A dull voice came from ahead of Ye Cheng. He avoided the sword behind him, but was stumbled forward by a silver needle.

The Red Ghost stood in the distance, and she stared at the twitching leaves of her limbs and sneered. "East China Sea leaves can't do this!"

Turn over Yecheng's body, the place where the silver needle...