chapter 163 Sword without shadow, wind without form

"Xue Gang, what are you doing?"

Looking at the middle-aged swordsman who suddenly attacked Pascal Amos from behind, Xue Yong's face changed drastically and he roared angrily.

This spy is hiding beside him.

On Hong Qianjun's side, seeing the middle-aged man suddenly jump up, a look of success quickly appeared on his face. The other party seized the perfect time for the sneak attack.

"Haha, die!"

A ferocious look flashed in the middle-aged swordsman's...