chapter 130 My hands are sore from picking it up.

"Poof!" A bloody sword shot high into the sky. The old man with a broken arm tried his best to cover his neck, but he couldn't. The blood was like a fountain.

Ethan Xiao, on the other hand, looked extremely calm. It seemed that he had not killed someone, but had done something trivial.

When the old man in green robe in the distance saw this scene, his expression changed drastically. He turned around and ran away without caring about the old man with a broken arm.

powerful!...