Clang, clang, clang...
A chilling sense of murder enveloped continuously.
At such a time, such a magnificent momentum kept accumulating and erupting.
The terrifying aura was exceedingly overwhelming.
At such a time, everything was utterly frightening.
Zzzzz...
Whoosh!
The Qi Sword in Ye Tian's hand brewed a majestic momentum, a world-shaking and complete force, crushing with destructive might.
Rumble!
Shui Mu's gaze was sinister, with a cold gleam in his eyes.
The Qi Sword in his hand continuously condensed into phantoms in the void.
The weapons collided with a crisp sound.
Both parties were trying to accelerate their attack speed, making it difficult for ordinary people to discern the strange and ever-changing moves.
"Damn it."
"Die."
The Ninja assassins from Japan frequently missed Ye Tian while attacking, and at this moment, they became exceedingly furious.
Shui Mu was completely suppressed by Ye Tian now.
That feeling made Shui Mu particularly uncomfortable.
