C416 Mutated Third Phase of the Heavenly Sacred Sword

Fast, simply too fast. Everyone only saw a beam of light rush past, leaving behind a trail of light in the ocean of sound.

Clang!

Wu Ningzhu's face turned pale with fright. She did not even need to lower her head to know that her zither strings had snapped.

Swish!

In the next moment, Wu Ningzhu felt a cold light flash across her face, this cold light was incomparably sharp