Chapter 65 Yin Pole Xuan Woman

Facing death only now, you assume this posture.

Previously, you always had "ant" on your lips, donning an aloof demeanor, teaching the world with your celestial body!

Now, how are you any different from a dung beetle in the desert?

At least an ant doesn't emit such a foul stench!

"Spare me, spare me, Lord, please spare me, if you kill me, it will only bring greater disaster upon you, I am..." The Yellow Robed Yin Gong hurriedly tried to pull out the backing behind him.

Hearing these words, Wu Hen frowned.

"Swoosh!"

One vertical slash, and the Yellow Robed Yin Gong's body split in two from head to crotch!

The two faces of the Yellow Robed Yin Gong split apart, one half incredulous, the other confused. He couldn't believe that he was cut in half before he even had a chance to reveal his identity!

Wu Hen swept the Death Sword in his hand, flinging off the dirty golden blood.

Enough dawdling, am I still going to enjoy my meal??