"Ugh..."
The sound of a miserable scream rang out, Shi Ran clutched his arm in pain, looking at Yang Qi with horror and anger.
He couldn't accept it!
Couldn't accept it!
He was actually wounded by Yang Qi's single sword, and it was a severe injury.
This arm is ruined.
"Indeed, Shi Ran is simply no match for him, even a Martial Spirit is not enough."
"Yes, so domineering, so powerful!"
The crowd looked at Yang Qi with admiration, realizing that even in the South Pill Sect, he showed no face to this Young Master of the South Pill Sect, cutting off his arm.
This was too aggressive.
What is this person's true identity?
"Damn it! I want you dead, I want you dead!"
Shi Ran stared at Yang Qi fiercely, unable to bear such humiliation and pain.
He wanted to kill Yang Qi.
Wanted Yang Qi to disappear from this world!
"Want me dead?"
Yang Qi laughed, "With my earlier sword, I spared you, but if you don't leave now, I will make sure you die miserably here!"
