C52 Crisis Descending

Facing the onslaught of two people, Ye Xiaoye's figure didn't back off in the slightest as she resolutely clashed with them.

The long sword let out a humming sound as the sword qi surged crazily like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

"Die!"

Ye Xiaoye's figure turned into a lonely blur as her long sword pierced forward from an unbelievable angle.

At the same time