ugh!"Sensing the power of his own moves, Ye Guchen's eyes revealed a resolute look.He raised his hand and patted his chest, the blood from his heart splattering onto the Sword of Tyrant-Slaying.The Bl...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade. confuse the enemy's spirit.Jun Xiaoyao held his sword aloft, its brilliance illuminating the boundary between day and night.All chaos, torn asunder.That dazzling golden sword radiance, like it could...