(I feel tired today, only three more chapters)

At the same time, the brush of harmless humans into steel needles has also come down to the whole face of Hanzi.

Dust-brushing steel needles with a straight force of more than one meter, such as blooming prickly cannibals.

Hanzi's right hand did not take back, his face did not take back slightly to one side, his left hand held the axe from the bottom to the top, a Sensen axe splitting out with the blood axe, the brushing dust of the innocent person was just within half a foot of his face, the fierce axe blade had hit him in front...