A bloody smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth, and a white light suddenly burst out in his right hand. The sword flashed fire, and there was a strange pain in his eyes.

"is this Kunwu sword?" Kongmu now has a little fear of Ye Tian's cultivation, but he is so angry to see that he despises his eyes. What's more, he is also a very important tea God.

"how about three flavors of real fire?" Ye Tian suddenly opened his eyes and wiped two fingers of his right hand on the body of the sword. His posture was elegant and gorgeous, and a drop of blood splashed...