C166 The Sixth Kill, the Heaven's Punishment.

The sound of something tearing through the air rang out, and the air rippled continuously. The Qi sword was formless, more formless than form.

Liu Qi's fingers became faster and faster, his forehead was covered in perspiration, his body was covered in makeup, and he looked like a wild bull. Seeing that his attack was decadent, Xiao Chi did not rush to attack