C907 Greetings to the Ancestor Zhenyanzi

Suddenly, Hong Ling's pupils constricted as the rain of swords around him quickly condensed into a powerful shield in front of him, protecting his body. The next moment, the Qi blade created by the scarecrow had already fallen down, passing through the numerous swords and slashing into the sword formation.

"Chi!" The severed arm instantly withered and corroded