C1169 Ximen Duantian

Under the gaze of the Patriarch of the Black-Scaled Demon, a handsome youth walked out of the crowd.

"Let me do it."

He wore a white robe, and a long sword hung from his waist. His two eyebrows were like swords, and his entire body was like a sword that was ready to be unsheathed, giving off a strong sense of oppression.

"It's Xi Men Duantian!"

Immediately