C1081 Fire Dragon Vs Sword Spirit

Jian Mu scrunched his wrinkled face, the sword in his hand clenched tightly, feeling the surrounding air being burned, he finally shouted: "Break the wind!"

The sword energies that were constantly clashing next to him were like a pack of hungry wolves that had been trapped for a long time. They followed the direction the sword was pointing in, and like a flood dike