C1266 The Sword Saint of Frigid Depths Made His Move

Yan Long, who had been turned into a popsicle, was smashed to pieces.

The instant Yan Long died.

Fear appeared on the faces of the other two people from the Hall of Blood and Shadows.

"Han, Cold Abyss Sword Saint!"

Yan brown's voice was trembling.

"Hall of Blood and Shadows, it's you dirty bastards again."

A cold voice came from the grey-blue robed elder's mouth