C414 Catastrophe Arose!

Zhao Zixuan was finally dead. There was a medium-sized hole between his eyebrows, but one could see behind him from the front of the hole.

Luo Ke did not heave a sigh of relief. He retracted the little flying sword, Sun Chasing, and let it hover around his body. The blood of Zhao Zixuan that was stained on the little flying sword, Sun Chasing