By a grind a sword inclined to kill.
"death!" Zhailing’s roaring momentum is like rolling waves surging around. His roots don’t care whether Jiyunxuan has any plans or not. All he wants is to kill this bastard and avenge his brother Zhen! "bang!" A deafening ring rang and Jiyunxuan’s face suddenly changed. Obviously, he still underestimated Zhai Ling’s strength, but he couldn’t think…