C413 The Source of Sin

"Don't say it, I can't say it …"

Zhou Zhikun's face was filled with fear, but he clenched his teeth and endured.

Wang Xiaojian frowned, the silver sword slashed down again!

Puff!

Ah!

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and as his fingers were chopped off, miserable shrieks filled the air.

Everyone in the military camp was very clear about what had happened