The swordsmanship with strong sword spirit burst into Wuda's butler's mind, instantly crushing his god, destroying his knowledge of the sea, and finally exploding his head into a mass of paste.

"Whoop!"

Song Yan withdrew his sword and continued to kill the guards of the prefecture and Royal palace, but in the instant of his retreat, he gave Wusiyang a cold stare.

Being stared at by Song Yan, Wu Siyang felt his limbs stiff and his heart was filled with an indescribable fear. Fortunately, Song Yan did not kill him, which made him feel grateful.

"Pop Pop!"

The sound of the sword piercing through the body.

"Ah ah ah!"

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