C1667 The Battle of the Geniuses

"Roar!"

On the battlefield.

As the roars of lions resounded, the golden sword qi spread out in the battlefield.

In an instant, it easily broke through Ouyang Wentian's sword technique.

"Junior brother Ouyang..."

"If you only have this much ability, I'm afraid you might not be able to defeat me today."

A cold light flashed in Xie Wuxie's eyes as he spoke slowly