C141 Martial Baron, One Hit Kill.

Just like Huahua, he was cut off mid-sentence, his body rigidly suspended in midair.

A beam of light shot out from Shen Xuan, piercing through the Martial Baron's body and coming to a halt three meters behind him.

In his hand was a dagger, the West Devil King's Ghost Serpent Blade.

His youthful face bore a chill that belied his age.

This was Shen Lian