C74 The shackles of the Spring and Autumn Parasite

Time passed, day after day.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Tianchen had cultivated for more than three months.

In a forest, a thin youth was cultivating his sword art.

Swish!

The youth thrust out the sword in his hand, and a cold light appeared in front of him. It seemed as if it had already cut through the air.

Then, in front of the young man's sword