C1822 Joe Who Has Been Seeking His Own Death

"Two..."

Mo Nan pulled out the long blade from his back and condensed the Spiritual Force. On his scalp, a long cloud of Spiritual Force began to gather.

"Three!"

Almost at the same time he shouted out three, Qiao Yue, who was not far away, struggled for a while and let go of his hand in time. He pushed his hand a few steps away and made the right choice in time