C82 Three Dynasties on the Cataclysm of Martial Arts

"Summon a Battle Soul to block my sword aura? And it's even a red Battle Soul? "

Upon seeing this sight, a trace of mockery appeared in Miao Qi's eyes.

His sword qi, although already at the end of its strength, it could still block against the red Battle Soul, it was just a pipe dream.

But Wang Teng acted as if he was stubborn