Chapter 981 The sharp and piercing sound of "page"

of Yuanli bullet is endless, tearing the void apart.

Countless swords sprang up and intertwined vertically and horizontally, instantly condensed into a huge red sword curtain, blocking the pouring down of the immense lethality.

"Boom!"

The curtain of the sword crumbled, and death rolled up.

Jiuling's big mouth pecked through the crazy surge of energy, whistling down, and in an instant, it fell on Yu Qingge's fiery sword, which had just swung up to the end.

"Bang!" The voice is like thunder and thunder.

"Hmm!"

A hum in the nose of Yu Qingsong, the horrible pecking power of Nine Lings actually...