C683 CHAPTER683

Huh?

Zhuo Yunfan's pupils contracted instinctively as Peter Parker's form vanished into thin air.

He tilted his head upward.

A sinister, blood-colored longsword cleaved through the air, its point aimed directly at Zhuo Yunfan's forehead.

With an icy glare, Zhuo Yunfan countered swiftly. His black iron blade, quick as a flash of lightning