This is impossible!

But this is indeed true.

It was the power of Xiao Chen's folding fan. At this moment, he was a little panicked. Xiao Chen's folding fan was probably a terrifying killing weapon.

He felt fear.

Xiao Chen looked at him coldly, swept the folding fan and blood splattered. Zong Haoyu's arm was directly shattered, turning into flesh and blood, flying across the void.

Zong Haoyu screamed with his arms.

"My hand!"

His eyes turned scarlet in an instant, and the severe pain made him almost crazy.

But Xiao Chen was indifferent.

"Not only your hands, but your life!"

Xiao Chen's Heavenly Demon Qiankun Fan waved, and Zong Haoyu was put into the fan. He was in a panic and would inevitably struggle. When he touched the mystery of Qiankun, he would be wiped out in the fan.

The disciples in the war world were extremely excited.

Xiao Chen wiped Zong Haoyu, and Zhang Yun was even more excited. Xiao Chen avenged him.

On the other side, the disciples of the Holy Academy were stunned.

Zong Haoyu was defeated!

And he was also killed by Xiao Chen!

They can't believe it.
Chapter completed!