This guy is so strong, it's just the only idea in his mind now, but at this time, just relying on a shadow of his own blood to avoid a blow, the ghost sorrow has come to him, and the bloody machete appears in his hands.

"I'm sorry, as a human, I should have fought against this monster with you, but I was entrusted to kill you. Don't blame me when you die..." Ghostly looking at Ye Jingyu coldly, there was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, and the bloody moon machete in his hand fell straight down.

a bright blade is shining from his blade. On...