C499 Kui Cow

The Scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture: Repeatedly One Hundred and Thirty-six

Although there were no clouds in the cave, it did not stop Wang Jian from using the Cloud Sky Sword Art, which was extremely agile.

Wang Jian flew up and down in the small cave, his wrist turning.

The wooden sword had no edges, but it could agitate a Universe Qi. On the walls around it