His face changed slightly, knowing that he had killed the red eye and forgot to change the bullet.

"Whoosh -" Just as he took out the magazine and replaced it, a white light flashed above the sycamore tree.

Han Mang instantly arrived in front of Ah Jiu.

The sword pierced the air like lightning and pierced Ah Jiu's throat.

Ah Jiu has never seen such a fast speed, nor has he seen such a fast sword, which is even better than Dugu Shang.

This sword, with its stunning elegance and arrogant aura, thrust out an unrivaled killing intent.

The sword brought fierce wind, and after it was thrust out, it made a sharp "chi" sound.

Ah Jiu raised the muzzle of the gun and felt a chill on his neck.

Ah Jiu snorted and backed away.

His last consciousness was to see the blood hole on his neck getting bigger and bigger, and then split into an inch wide.

In front of him was Ye Fei's cold face
Chapter completed!