How Much Strength Was That

The servants found it unbelievable.

These hooligans were too useless, they could not even hold a saber!

Grabbing a saber, they continued to fight.

The scene was chaotic.

Yang Mahai looked ferocious, but his majesty was not powerful enough. He had a vengeful spirit on him, and he felt that something was wrong more than anyone else. His neck hurt, his body was sore, he was dizzy, and with a flurry of attacks, he even injured two of his own people.

Were there really ghouls around?!

Yang Mahai was extremely scared.

However, he really did not see anything. It was clearly daylight?!

It was all that woman's doing!

Yang Mahai tried hard to calm himself down. He opened his mouth and bit his arm. His mind instantly became clear. He stared at Xie Qiao, and when he saw that there was no one around her, he immediately charged.

It was impossible for Xie Qiao to say that she was not panicking.