C1284 A Dying Man

Swish! Swish!

Countless sword lights emitted an ear-piercing sound.

In the surroundings, many cultivators covered their ears with their hands.

Seeing this scene, Qin Hai stroked his beard, his eyes filled with praise.

"I, Sun Qin, have already practiced the Myriad Swords Return to the small city." Qin Hai muttered to himself, feeling extremely gratified in his heart