"Master, save me!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed and retreated more than ten meters in an instant.
As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he suddenly felt a sharp pain under his body. Looking down, he saw that it was full of blood below. Just before he could react, he had really been turned into a eunuch by Michael.
"No!"
He let out an ear-piercing scream, as if a giant hammer had smashed into his chest. He took two steps back, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
The men of the Xue family subconsciously clamped their legs, and their scalps were numb.
"B*stard! How dare you cripple my disciple!"
An angry roar came from behind him.
What followed was an ear-piercing sonic boom!
Michael turned his head and saw that the old man was holding a dagger in his right hand and cutting at his throat as fast as lightning.
Michael waved the Yuchang Sword in his hand.
Puff!
There was a muffled sound.