"This..."
In an instant, whether it was Qiao Shan, Chu Jiang, or Chu Tianhong, they all stared wide-eyed, fixedly at Chen Yang, as if they had seen a ghost.
This, what is happening?
Clearly visible, the sword in Qiao Shan's hand was cut in two. Furthermore, there was a shocking wound on his chest stretching from the left shoulder to the lower right abdomen.
The flesh was turned outward, and the white bones were exposed so starkly, creating a strong visual impact.
And Chen Yang, remained seated on the horse's back, unmoving like a bell.
The most critical point was that the longsword in his hand was only drawn halfway.
Halfway...
Gulp.
In the dead silent atmosphere, many people swallowed deeply.
This guy, how is he so strong?
"You..."
Seeing Chen Yang only drew half the sword, Qiao Shan, who was just confident and arrogant, had bloodshot eyes and clenched his teeth tightly, as if deeply humiliated.
