"Sharp teeth!"

Guantiandao had no intention of giving Danxuan a chance to build up strength at all. Several arrows rushed up again. The distance between the two is only three feet. In the blink of an eye, Guantian Dao leaps up like a tiger preying on the sky. The blue steel sword in their hands is dancing with swords. In a moment, dozens of swords appear. With a fierce spirit, they greet Danxuan to the top of his head and say hello to the past! uuuuuu

Seeing that the shadow of Guan Tiandao's sword had reached the top of his head, Danxuan had no time to think about it at...