In the blink of an eye, Ge Jingchun, who was just calm and composed, fell to the ground like a dead dog, his face ashen.
What can he do now, except to close his eyes and wait for death, there is no other path he can take.
Following the direction of the voice, he looked but couldn't see Chu Qing's face, as it was covered.
"Who are you?"
Ge Jingchun's voice trembled.
His suffering surpassed that of Mei Qianluo.
His arm was torn off from the shoulder directly, and both his legs were severed.
This person's saber technique was fast and vicious, with distinct characteristics.
However, Ge Jingchun carefully thought through all the skilled saber users he knew, but couldn't connect any of them to the person before him.
"A passerby with a caring heart."
Chu Qing chuckled casually:
"Seeing you people, first chasing an innocent girl, then trying to silence others here.
"It was unbearable, so I stepped in to deliver justice."
"..."
This was pure nonsense.
