At the moment Fan Qiyao breathes his last, everything around suddenly falls silent.
A person at the King Realm Middle Stage actually killed someone at the Peak of King Realm!
This is incomprehensible to Luo Yichuan, Old Mei, and others; at this moment, they are shocked beyond words and dumbfounded!
Bang!
The lighter ignites, highlighting Liu Zixuan's face, his lips curve into an evil smile as he takes a puff of his cigarette, saying casually: "Killing bad guys is just like finishing that thing with a beauty just now; it feels exceedingly pleasant, and at this time, having a smoke afterwards feels just like being in heaven!"
The crescent moon's light casts on the blue-glint Nameless Sword, paired with Liu Zixuan's current demeanor, it conveys an indescribable implication.
Old Mei instinctively moves his wheelchair backwards, intending to escape in the cover of darkness!
Whoosh!
