C1462 Even-Divided Autumn Color
A simple strike was enough to show that Chen Mo's power was truly terrifying.
"Pursuing Shadow!"
Sikong Yu roared, his figure spinning around Chen Mo, his long spear thrusting at Chen Mo continuously, wanting to defeat Chen Mo when he was not paying attention.
Chen Mo stood in place, the snow-white sword attacking left and right constantly, changing constantly.
Dang, dang, dang, dang