chapter 89 Ho Yuk Sang

"What the hell is this? It's just a bunch of fancy stuff..."

"If you like playing tricks, then I'll send you on your way first!"

"call out!"

A stream of spiritual energy condensed into a sword and flew straight towards the figure on the left, passing through his head.

Yamashita Zuoxiu's pupils suddenly shrank and he felt cold all over his body.

Before he could react, it exploded into a bloody mist.

The other two figures immediately collapsed...