"Heh, heh, these two women's lives will be spared, I want to have a little fun with them!"
Keno commanded the Blood Clan.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the tightly wrapped bat wings, speaking viciously: "You bastard, making me expend my Qi-blood, I must play with these two women well, or it'll be too much of a loss for me."
No sooner had he finished speaking, than the bat wings began to tremble again.
"Still struggling, courting death!"
Keno raised an eyebrow, surprised at Song Yun's strong vitality, but then disdain appeared in his eyes as he continued to tighten the bat wings.
Crack, crack...
The sound of bones breaking continuously rang out, who knows how many bones in Song Yun's body had fractured.
If Keno continued pressing like this, he might just mash him into a pancake.
Gradually, no movement could be felt within the bat wings anymore.
"Trying to fight me, you're still lacking. Once you die, that black broken sword will be mine, hahahaha..."
