Mysteries of the Ninth Grade Weapon Chapter 47

The drizzle keeps falling on the spring night.

Adrian Chu stood in the middle of the yard, his whole body wet, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and even his clothes were stained with the blood of the enemy.

Looking at him at this moment, he was like a god of death, full of murderous aura, so terrifying.

The three fourth-level warriors in the field were stunned.

"This guy killed five of us in a blink of an eye?" Yan Jiu and the others were shocked and angry. "We are both in the third realm, is the gap so big?"