C2005 Protect Miyou

With a flash of flame, Mi Fufeng's figure appeared in the corner of the room. His sword was like a bolt of lightning, slicing through the air in front of him.

The sound of the sword being unsheathed and the sound of weapons colliding appeared at the same time.

Mi Fufeng's sword attack was too fast, but his opponent was obviously not an ordinary person.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Unexpectedly