When leaf dust comes to the wall, the atmosphere of the whole space has already solidified to the extreme.

There are many teams on both sides. Liu Muyun stands at the front of the team, holding a dusk moon sword. Her long hair is blown by the hunting gale, and the whole people radiate the spirit of heroism.

On the opposite side, she was a sixty-year-old man in a black robe, not rickety, but somewhat tall, with a reddish face and shining eyes.

Behind the old, there are nearly a hundred strong people standing, all with sharp knives and rolling breath.

Yan Mo is also in the list. At this...