C2103 Killing gallbladder

The second good show would take place after Zi Chen's voice fell.

All of the Slave s moved in an almost orderly manner, holding the Heaven Ranked Spirit Weapon in their hands, as they chopped at the neck of the confident and calm alien race Master in front of them.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Pfft!"

It was obvious that many Weapons had slashed across, yet only a few sounds rang out