C597 Sharp Sword Truth

Silence!

An unprecedented silence!

At this moment, only the whistling of the wind remained in the air. Like Gaang Benying, Zhao Jinbao was also incomparably focused at this moment; he wanted to see exactly what kind of divine technique this young bitch named Zhang Lang was using.

The current elegant Sword Dao, the edge of such a sharp sword, had never been heard, seen, or seen before