C323 Autumn Sword

Swoosh swoosh!

Ice and fire collided. At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but after a while, Yi Tianheng seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and beads of perspiration rolled down his forehead.

Luo Hao's lips curved up in a curve, his Soul Sea shook, an endless amount of spirit energy flowed out from his fingertips, and then towards the bamboo flute in the air, suddenly