C150 Gold Injury Pill (1)

Clang!

The sword was unsheathed.

A cold light flashed in the night sky, giving off a strong silver light that reflected off of it.

Hu Qingyang felt a black shadow approaching him, his reaction was extremely fast, and did not hesitate to pull out the sword in his hand.

Wielding the treasured sword in his hand, he stared fixedly at the black shadow that was flashing towards him