"Who are you!" Zi Xiao held her abdomen, her heart trembling.

"Yue Bufan, remember today well, because your life ends here." Yue Bufan's eyes were cold, and with one step, the world shook, and above the waste, there was the cold light of the silver moon.

Scenes of fierce battles began to unfold in different places and with different characters!

But no one seemed to notice the disappearing light in the sky...

Deep in the ancient forest.

Tragedy is everywhere.

"Run away, run away quickly, that guy is a demon, a demon from hell." A group of three or five people were covered in blood, but in the panic they kept running. No, they should be running away in embarrassment, as if behind them

It was like something terrifying was chasing them.

And the moment they fled out of the jungle, a body stained with blood rushed towards them, but none of the blood on their bodies belonged to them, it all belonged to the dead.

There is a black sword in the man's hand, and his deep eyes are full of endless killing intent. Under his spiritual thoughts, there is no way to escape. The moment his sword touches the enemy's body, it will take away the fresh life.

"No, don't kill me." Among the fleeing crowd, someone had his legs cut off by the sword energy, but he was still running desperately because he knew that if he stopped, he would die!

When he turned back, he happened to see the blood-stained cold face. The heart of the man with the broken leg was filled with endless fear and panic.

"Why, we are from the Imperial Dynasty, and my number plate is not the one you are looking for." The man shouted heartbreakingly.

But the person in front of him, that indifferent sword, still took away his endless life.

"Because you are from the Great Dynasty Empire!"

People from the great dynasty empire.

The man's indifferent words echoed in his mind, his eyes widened, and he refused to close his eyes!

"Thirty-seven!"
Chapter completed!