Only listen to Ye Tian's quiet way: "here comes the move again."

a drop of blood flowed in the body of an beiqingming's sword. The sword seems to be infused with some kind of life, making a clear sound.

the small white long sword is held flat, staring at it. The long hair and clothes are windless and automatic. The hunting is flying, as if you want to ride the wind. If you look carefully, you will find that his clothes on his left rib have been cut.

"split sweep..." "It's the only way to avoid it," Abe said slowly

Xiaobai was surprised and frowned: "are you wrong? You know...