C833 Eight eight eight trigrams thousand chance month

"Swoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Swish!"

Suddenly, a series of whooshing sounds came from afar, startling Feng Wuhan. He raised the gigantic hammer in his hand and swung it towards the direction of the sound without any warning!

In the instant that he brandished the hammer, Feng Wuhan could also clearly see what exactly was coming towards him. It was three identical black wooden swords