Zhang Yang is steady as Mount Tai, standing still.

when Zhu Dong chopped himself with a knife, his body suddenly turned to the right and slightly to one side. He didn't know when a blood red leg knife had appeared in his hand.

whoosh! The red light of a gorgeous demon rose to the sky, and the sabre in his hand was like a chopping axe. With a sharp wind, it fell to Zhu Dong's head. The speed of

made Zhu Dong almost speechless.

seeing such a powerful knife cleave to himself, Zhu Dong hurriedly raised his hand to resist it.

jump! With a crisp sound, Zhu Dong's machete broke....