C914 Great Honored Warrior

Hong Ling frowned as he looked at the bloody wound on his chest. Hong Ling then tightened his grip on Sorrow Spirit's sword as the Divine Light on his body continued to erupt, causing cracks to appear in the air, as if it was on the verge of collapsing.

He didn't expect this woman's attack to be so strong. Just a casual swipe not only neutralized the sharp sword force of Sorrow Spirit Jian