Chen Tianming's mouth twitches twice, but the smile that hasn't come out in time is covered by a cold. Facing the triple killing formula of Qingyang, the smoke cloud in his hand makes a whistling sound, setting off a horrible sword curtain. Under the reflection of Taoist sword shadow, it reflects the light like stars.

"bang"

a violent collision, the smoke in Chen Tianming's hand was smashed on the "red heavy", and Mars was shooting in the air, but the "red heavy" in Qingyang's hand was not shaken down, instead, it whirled away at a strange angle.

the burst of violent energy caused a hurricane in the whole sword dance...