C310 Eighteen Palms of the Vast Ocean

VastSea Eighteen Palms.

A drizzle immediately started to fall within a hundred zhang radius around him. The drizzle was like fine silk as it fell onto the bodies of the guards.

After that, Mu Xuan's eyes turned cold. Kill!

The Minor Thousand Swords Spiritual Array in his hand was the first to attack. More than fifteen thousand flying swords, emitting sword light