C619 Zeng Sanliang Avenged
The sword light flashed, flashed, and flashed again. At the last moment, Ceng Yicheng opened his mouth. He probably wanted to beg for mercy or something, but it was too late. Number One's sword was faster than his voice. It instantly slashed through his throat, forcing his last cry back into his stomach. Ceng Yicheng's eyes bulged out, and his throat emitted a strange sound