C1227 A Martial Immortal?

"Chu Yun, be careful!"

Seeing this, Tang Zixian's face changed.

She was well aware of just how terrifying this old madman's strength was, but she didn't expect that for her sake, Chu Yun would fearlessly charge forward.

Chu Yun had already lost his reason. He took out the water moon sword, and the sword blade emitted a deep blue ripple that spread out in all directions