C295 The Fortitude of the Nine Netherflame

The sword was indescribably strange. Its entire body was filled with a scorching aura, and when it pierced towards Ye Qianran's chest, it seemed to transform into a flaming sword.

Ye Qianran's pupils contracted. The old man was very fast, but under the eight sects, his body was not slow either. His body was instantly cut apart and the scorching aura swept across