C1633 War General

"Die!"

Chu Yan's gaze turned cold.

If the opponent's sword light could even injure his own body, then that meant that this sword was meant to kill.

A wound appeared on his shoulder.

However, this bit of pain was nothing to Chu Yan.

With a loud shout, Chu Yan's arms danced wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the air in front of him was sliced open by the flaming blades