Lv Ming lay on the ground, breathing heavily. Just as he was about to start, a long knife of warriors came in front of him.

Ha ha! Lu Ming laughed and looked at his men. His wild laughter echoed over the hall.

An Gaohan wiped his face and restored his original high-cold face. The knife pushed forward and penetrated Lu Ming's skin.

"Kill me! I beg you to kill me now!"

cluck! Lu Ming laughed like a madman toward the high cold. Suddenly, his eyes were sharp, his hands clasped the knife and pulled hard. Blood came out from his palms.

"Don't let him escape!" Yecheng, standing beside him, shouted...