C464

The current Moxie was already in a miserable state.

It could be imagined what level of consumption this Rakshasi Strike of the Sixth Slash had reached.

Everyone looked at Xue Qinglian worriedly. Facing such an attack, how would Xue Qinglian deal with it?

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came out, and Xue Qinglian changed the tune to play it