The business of a low-grade soul stone

"How dare you!" Zhang Jiu reacted very quickly and swung his sword with his backhand, but he was a beat too slow. His left arm was cut off by a sharp blade and blood spurted out. This scene happened so quickly that no one noticed that someone would plot against Zhang Jiu. The figure retreated very quickly and appeared five meters away. The eyes of the crowd fell on that person. Who else could it be but the man with the hooked nose! "Xie Yang, you're looking for death!" Hua Yuan roared angrily...