C1086 The Art of Xuanyuan Seal

"Who the hell are you?"

Five flying blades were instantly shattered, Li Yancheng's face suddenly changed.

Liu Wuyue and the other experts were all stunned.

All eyes were fixed on the ancient lyre in Bai Shuang Yu's hand.

"To think that it would be the Seven-hurt Zither."

"I'm afraid this person's identity is extraordinary."

"Hmph. No wonder you don't dare to reveal your true appearance