C1179 Zither nine netherworld

"Zither …"

The sound of the guzheng suddenly changed and became anxious. The destructive aura floating above Zhang Xiaolou's head flew at a shocking speed towards Han Yan's original body and clone. This aura arrived in front of Han Yan in the blink of an eye. If it truly landed on Han Yan's body, no one would doubt that he would die on the spot.

Killing intent surged within Zhang Xiaolou's eyes