C93 Pure Spiritual Energy

Immediately, the short man's body trembled. At that moment, the flying sword had already moved an inch forward. The tip of the flying sword had already pierced his skin, and blood was seeping out from the wound.

"Please spare my life, Master. I, I'll say it." The short one shivered.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi Chen stopped the flying sword's advance.

However, after a long time