Killing requires understanding people first!
The state of a master can also have its ups and downs.
Seizing the enemy's weakest moment for a fatal blow is Zhao Jinci's secret of winning with the weak over the strong!
Therefore, this sword strike is inevitable!
And this sword is extremely poisonous!
"Die!!"
Zhao Jinci roared in her heart, and the poisoned sword in her hand kept approaching!
Closer! Closer! Just a short distance away!
Zhao Jinci was unprecedentedly focused, so she didn't notice the flash of golden light quickly passing before her eyes.
Szz!!!
The sword lightly pierced Fang Yu's body.
And at that moment, Zhao Jinci's head flew high.
The headless body sprayed blood madly and slowly fell down.
The woman behind widened her eyes, covering her mouth in a shocked exclamation.
"Sister?!!!"
Thud.
Zhao Jinci's body fell.
The famous Poison Marrow Sword, Zhao Jinci, just like that, forever laid down in this ordinary small inn.
