Michael stared at all this, as if time had stopped in front of him. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. Finally, it turned out to be like this. It was not until the darkness had completely engulfed the sword and melted it to the hilt that I suddenly realized that I had lost my hand.

the man laughed, and in the laughter, he sprang to his body, and Michael stared at the figure as if he were dead. Lin Feng's left hand crosses the sky, his right hand condenses the Qi blade, and his two swords cross and slash at Michael's chest.

"give it to me, break it!"...