บท 440: A Crazy Harvest

The terrifying force pulled away his blood, energy, and life force. His aura seemed to dwindle.

Puff! 

A weakened Yang Tianhan spat out a mouthful of blood. Right after, he saw fresh blood gather at Qin Huai's fingertips.

"You…" Before he could utter a word, a punch had already landed on his heart. In silence, the power and flesh from Yang Tianhan's chest were instantly consumed.

Yang Tianhan spat out another mouthful of blood. The black curtain that had enveloped him disappeared.

Bang... 

For the surrounding Qingzhou guards, it was like a momentary blackout. When they could see clearly again, the previously vigorous Yang Tianhan had lost all his life force.

"Gulp…"