C682 Kill!
"Inheritor of Ancient Martial Arts? A pathetic weakling not worth a single blow!"
Rohan stood his ground, striding forward with an icy demeanor, the Azure Dragon Blade in hand. His voice thundered in all directions in a flash.
Jacob lay on the ground, convulsing like a fish out of water, gasping for air with broken arms, devoid of any fight left in him. As Rohan advanced, step by step