"Come on!"

Qingxi is angry, and Li Yi's mouth is slightly bent. In his hand, a magic sword of all Yin and red, the yellow spring magic sword, suddenly appears!

as soon as the divine sword of huangquan comes out, the whole world suddenly erupts into a joyful Jingtian sword sound. The original wind can't help but slow down slightly under the meaning of the mighty sword, as if trapped in a quagmire!

Qingxi's figure, suddenly disappeared in the world of flying feathers, is really disappeared.

Li Yi has no movement. He holds the sword in his right hand, and Huang Quan's divine sword shakes restlessly and makes a buzzing...