chapter 46 secretly murder

"Qiang!"

The moment Atticus Zhang's palm wind struck, the shadow sword behind Stanley Luo was unsheathed again.

The black sword light was like thunder and lightning, splitting the wind from the palm, but the tyrannical energy exerted by the innate martial artist was still as vast and majestic as the sea.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, was like a lone boat in a violent storm... capsized in an instant.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted...