C451 He Killed Her with a Single Slap

All six of them moved in unison, thrusting their swords at Daoist Qingming.

"Even the light of the grains shines!"

A sneer hung on Qing Ming's lips. He didn't like these juniors, so he naturally wouldn't hold back.

Daoist Qingming drew his long blade from his back and waved it casually, bringing with it several streaks of pitch-black blade radiance. The seven mile radius was extremely cold