C86 Aesthetics of Violence

"Yo!"

Guo Nan's Serpent was simply too fast, it was fast to an unbelievable degree, it was released right away without any pause, the entire sword move was like flowing water under his hands.

While blood was spurting out from the shoulder of the sturdy disciple, Guo Nan had already retracted his sword and took a few steps back, a sneer on his face