"No, there's no magic. Don't hide it." Feeling Xue Lu's terrible killing intention, huangfunan roared, and a long sword appeared in his left hand.

right hand sword, left hand sword. One of the two weapons radiates the electric light and the other churns the flames. Huangfunan's momentum is also rising rapidly.

at almost the same time, marshal Tai was holding a blue sword with a faint black light. The blue shirt on his body showed his muscle curve, which could be felt by people in the explosive energy field in Marshal Tai's body.

Xue Lu has a noble breath. The strength of the breath still lies on huangfunan and Taishuai....