C848

"The ignorant are truly fearless."

Nan Xian raised his eyebrow, in the next moment, he flicked his finger, releasing a dazzling sword light that suddenly appeared on Jiu Muli's back, bringing along a dense killing intent, it pierced straight towards Jiu Muli's back.

This strike was as fast as a Rushing Thunder, extremely strange. Jiu Muli did not manage to clearly see where this sword came from