Chapter 963: Put on Your Mask

formed entirely of blood, with a bloody mist swirling around him, making his eyes crimson red.The blood-stained spirit patterns are not bestowed upon the Pantian Sword, but rather imprinted upon one's...blood.He never expected someone to ambush him at his bedroom door. If not for his powerful senses, this strike would have killed him instantly.Thus, he was also cut off an arm."Ye Li!"Shen Xiaomiao an...