C256 Fighting with Companions
Time was running out for Chu Mo to let his imagination run wild.
Although it was only one strike, in Chu Mo's eyes, the sky was full of sword qi.
The sword in front of him was so fast that it seemed slow. Chu Mo could see the sword draw a beautiful curve and was about to pierce his chest.
Chu Mo could feel the cold wind at the tip of the sword.
"Phew …" Chu Mo let out a long breath