C1550 It Was Fated to be Related to the Violet Cloud Sword

The earthquake finally came. Zhang Dongsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, touched his trembling Dantian and panted: "I can't pull out the Purple Cloud Sword!"

"How could this be?" Zhang Yanran held onto Zhang Dongsheng's wrist for a brief moment, then her face turned pale, "Brother