Chapter 161 condenses the ninth gravity field of the center of sword

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Fog.

A figure drifted by, a broken sword in hand whistled past, a sword slowly pushed forward, pierced, seemingly slow, but only in a staggered, this sword just like lightning fell out, a faint silver sword slowly emerged!

"Swordsman pays attention to one heart!"

"In my past life, my sword is fearless! I am still fearless in this life!"

The voice of Ye Qingyun came from the void. He waved his sword like a thunderstorm torn apart the dark sky. His momentum became stronger and stronger. He seemed to be able to grasp the whole world in...