C238 Meng Tian's Death

Lee Fann rolled his eyes. He held the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword with both hands and pulled it out from the ground. He looked at Mong Tian and said with a smile, "In that case, I'll let you have a taste of this good sword."

"I can't wait." Mong Tian drew a circle in front of him with the long halberd in his hand. He pointed at Lee Fann and said with a cold smile