C63 Great Desolate Martial Scripture

Tianming and Xiao Bieli looked at each other and smiled. It was the smile of a well-matched opponent. Right now, in their minds, there was only the persistent pursuit of martial arts. There was nothing else.

"Make your move!" He turned into a black bolt of lightning, killing towards Tianming. When he arrived in front of Tianming, his foot was like a battle-axe, heavily chopping towards Tianming