"Oh……"

The absurd scene made Han Yang smile.

Unexpectedly, after ascending to the Qingtian Realm, he encountered such a bloody scene.

Are these guys too lazy to find a decent excuse to make a good excuse if they want to have trouble with them?

This job is too rough.

"Boy! Why are you laughing? My young master..."

The old man on the left saw Han Yang's expression, couldn't help but take a step forward, pointing at Han Yang, and was about to curse.

Zheng.

The sound of the knife and the light of the knife flashed at the same time.

puff.

An old blood-stained head hit the side of the palace wall.
Chapter completed!