C174 blood wood crystal (1)

Clang!

A single sword, Cang Ming, was extremely long.

The tip of the sword pointed at the vast expanse of sword energy. The broken branches and broken leaves flew everywhere.

Wu Hao's figure flew through the dense foliage, the Three-Foot Blueblade Sword on his back that was stuck diagonally had long been unsheathed, the tip of the sword pointed, the sword qi opening up a path