"Ah!" The Man in Black screamed in pain, tears flowing out of his eyes.
"Speak," he said. Yan fangting said.
The Man in Black panted heavily, not knowing what to say.
Without giving him much time to think, Yan fangting cut off another arm.
The blood flowed and gathered into a stream, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
Rong gaoguang and the others were already trembling in fear, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Ling Chuxi's palms were a little sweaty. This was the first time she had seen such a cruel scene.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really wouldn't have believed that a young girl who was about the same age as her could be so cruel. Qu Xiang 'er could be considered ruthless, but in terms of cruelty, she could not compare to Yan fangting. After all, those who died in her hands would have a happy ending, but falling into Yan fangting's hands was worse than death.