C1213 Fighting the Horse Face(1)

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the Nine-python Essence Spirit Blade in my hand dissipated along with the wind.

I was dumbstruck as I subconsciously retreated, maintaining a certain distance from Yin Marshal Horse Face.

"Hmph, hahaha... I admit that your Gui family's ability is indeed extremely tricky, but a fake is still a fake