C440 The Seven Swords of Destiny Reappeared

The cold killing intent made the young man feel an unprecedented fear. The young man quietly stared into Xiao Yihan's deep eyes. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his face became as pale as a sheet of paper.

What kind of strength did this guy have? The young man was secretly shocked. In his memory, even his master, Heaven Devouring Deviln Lord, had never made him feel so powerless