Chapter 881 The collision in the field of swords

is full of fury and roar. His roar falls down. Next moment, without any hesitation, his body bursts out directly, and with the sound of low wind breaking, he suddenly pulls out the sword on his waist.

Swords are waving like silver snakes.

Silver thunder and lightning strokes, such as popular strokes.

Swordsmanship permeates the healthy body.

"A sword stabbed into your grandfather's house!" The long sword shoots fiercely, like a boa constrictor, which is to kill with one sword.

The thought of slaughtering the latter's heart later, a grim and cruel smile appeared on his face, and he thought to...