C305 Twelve Zodiacs

A shallow mark was left on Monk Wu Hua's neck.

Blood instantly flowed out from the mark.

This shallow blood mark had taken Monk Wu Hua's life.

"Your... your sword is so fast..."

The moment Monk Wu Hua fell, he looked at Chu Fei with unwillingness in his heart.

Chu Fei shrugged and smiled faintly.

Of course the flying sword was fast