chapter 87 One person and one sword are enough

As soon as these words were spoken, a dazzling sword light shone past.

The sword flashed and blood flew. Several men in black were chopped into two pieces and died tragically on the spot.

Russo Su held a long sword in his hand. The light of the sword was like the bright moon in the sky, and the energy of the sword was shining like starlight.

The sword came out and blood spattered, just like cutting wheat, frantically harvesting the lives of the men in...