"boom--"

When Zhan Mianyang saw this, he instinctively slapped himself on the chair.

Just after smashing the chair, he smelled a hint of danger.

He instinctively let go of Zhang Youyou and exploded backwards.

Almost at the same moment, a black light suddenly burst out from behind the shattered chair.

It's poisonous and urgent, like a green bamboo leaf that bites and seals the throat.

Zhan Mianyang's eyelids twitched, his feet slid back repeatedly, and he stretched out his hands to block.

It was just his initial carelessness in underestimating the enemy that still caused him to miss the opportunity to escape unscathed.

When he slid out three meters, he was still struck by the tip of the sword in the abdomen.

"when--"

A tremor spread throughout his body.

Zhan Mianyang took three steps back and stood still. He felt his abdomen was burning and looked down.

The clothes had been cut to pieces, and the armor also had a sword mark.

This made him focus his gaze on Dugu Shang who was wearing a mask.
Chapter completed!