Kapitel 685: Is It So?

It seemed as if only a moment had passed.

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes again, pulled out the Sickle of God's Wrath from the ground, and stepped forward.

As soon as he was less than 100 meters away, the sword of qi engaged in combat with the white knight already sensed his return. The phantom in gleam of the sword turned back and cast him a look, his expression strange.

Back?

The little asshole actually came back?

Did he get stung by his conscience?

Or is some goddamn idea brewing up in his treacherous mind?

The head of House Yuan withdrew his gaze, and the sword of qi changed, separating into two wisps. It was as if two swordsmen were attacking at the same time, cooperating with one another, one attacking and one defending, in harmony and without conflict