Swoosh!
At this moment, Xiao Ye's complexion became deathly pale, his eyes filled with the colors of despair.
The dagger in his hand had completely lost all its energy, turning into a dagger as ordinary as any other.
"Ha-ha, I never imagined that I, Xiao Ye, would actually meet my end in this place!" Confronted by the Guardians encircling him, Xiao Ye threw the dagger in his hand out, which was swatted away by one of the Guardians with a slap.
First filled with despair, Xiao Ye then let out a miserable scream.
Flashes of the years passed through his mind, the encounters he had ever since he achieved success in martial arts, his eyes revealing a mad glint as his black hair flew wildly, as if he had been possessed.
He had faced too many crises over the years, yet he had always managed to turn danger into safety, but to fall here of all places...
He could not accept it!
He really could not accept it!
