C852 Transverse change

As a result, everyone did not have high hopes for Ye Wuchen, they only hoped that he would not lose too badly.

Please. To Ye Yanxiu's words, Ye Wuchen could only reply with a "please". Then, he unsheathed his sword and thrusted out.

This was clearly just a sword, but after stabbing out, there were thirteen forms.

The cold light transformed into a shower of stars