"Have you ever seen a real five step kill?" Ye Fusheng's voice is still full of peace. Looking at ziluo's blue and white face, he looks indifferent.

ziluo would like to rush out now. She can't stand the pressure. Her bones seem to be frayed.

the sound of the zither is Xiao Sha. The song has the infinite feeling of sighing.

Ye Fusheng's hand slowly shook in the air, Kunlun sword, a sharp weapon of a magic soldier, gave off a faint murderous air.

with a kind of spring wind.

Ye Fusheng holds the hilt of the sword in his right hand and looks at Kunwu sword. He hasn't killed...