C34 Susu zhan zeng xian

Tie Muyuan stared at the sword that was less than a foot away from his chest. In that moment of life and death, he had no choice but to grasp it tightly with both his hands.

Blood flowed from the sword and dripped to the ground.

"Withdraw!" A single word left Zeng Xian's mouth. The long sword slashed Tie Muyuan's hands back into Zeng Xian's hands