C727 The God of Strength
As his fingers touched the long and thin scar on his neck, Qiu Yunlong's expression became incomparably solemn. His other hand gripped the scarlet machete tightly as he stared at Woo Xingyun.
"You actually managed to break my sword with a single palm strike. Your strength is very strong." Woo Xingyun waved his beautiful sword and said with a smile.
"I admire Brother Wu's swordsmanship