C7297 What Was Justice?

In the end, the 'critical strike' that he had meticulously prepared was unable to gain even the slightest benefit from Zhang Xiaofann's hands!

"Stop!"

Lee Qianyuan's figure landed on the ground and hurriedly said.

He watched helplessly as more than half of the elite disciples of the Chiyuv Hall were killed by the golden flying sword.

"Oh?"

"You want me to stop?!"

After hearing those words