C1917 The Whisk and the Sword

There was no point in trying to find an opening, no point in wasting time.

When Mu Chen once again arrived behind Dugu Shengming, the Son of Heaven Sword in his hand pierced towards Dugu Shengming's back like a swimming dragon.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The berserk sword qi arrived first, even faster than the speed of the sword itself.

In the blink of an eye