C867 Give Me the Sword!
A muffled groan echoed through the air.
Lin Miaoran's shoulders burst into two startling sprays of blood.
Chu Yan arrived in the next instant, sweeping his sword in a wide arc. However, Mirror Moon was merely a broken blade, barely over a foot in length. As he managed to fend off one specter, another cackled wickedly and sliced a fresh wound into Lin Miaoran's arm