Mai Xiaoyun probably had eyes in the back of his head. Before the sword arrived, his body was already horizontal, his palm suddenly fell, and the sword flew again, while Zeng Jianji held his wrist and bowed his body to the ground. It was because Mai Xiaoyun was angry that he was too sinister, so this time he abandoned his finger and used his palm to cut it off. Zeng Jianji's right palm was half...