"AH --"
An ear-piercing scream pierced through the sky.
The storyteller held his head with all his might as he looked at the masked man's body that was directly pierced through. He lost control of himself.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the underground suddenly shook.
In the next second, the Fourth Sword returned from the underground.
"Sizzle"
There was another clear sound. This time, the masked man who had fallen to the ground, was even lifted up and carried high into the sky.
"AH --"
The scream of the storyteller, which had almost stopped, lost control once again when he saw that the masked man was hurt again.
Cen Qiaofu grimaced and covered his ears, his eardrums almost bleeding because of the two screams.
"What's going on?"
Cen Qiaofu didn't have time to stop what was happening in front of him, but he also witnessed the whole process from the side.