Chapter 878 17 Lu Xudong, like electro-optics, and Tang Huan jumped on the sword platform of the Chinese character game one after another.

"Sigh! "Sneer!"

There was a slight cracking noise. Tang Huan and Lu Xudong released their swords from their waists one after another. After a casual throw, they fell into the groove in the center of the high platform and were seamless.

"Buzz!"

The surging voice of tremor suddenly surged, and the nearly transparent dome, which had just disappeared for a moment, reappeared, covering the platform.

"Tang Huan, in the past hundred years, you are still the first disciple of Silver Sword who challenged Ningyuan monks with the...