C1182 Chinese Parasol Tree Semi-sage

Semi-Saint Withered Grass looked at Gu Xuan in shock.

Gu Xuan shrugged his shoulders.

"Damned person, he really can't even block it."

He had already sealed the pathetic Martial Cultivator Whole Body Meridian and restricted his strength. He never thought that he would actually still be dead.

"How did he die?"

The Semi-Saint Withered Grass asked curiously.

With Gu Xuan's strength