C543 With a Single Palm Strike He Sent Her Flying

"Swish."

Ten pure white sword qi appeared and surrounded Lee Zhuohua, making him look like a Sword Immortal, with a cold aura.

As for Wen Hwa's bronze bell, it had already fallen straight towards Lee Zhuohua, as if it wanted to completely suppress him.

"Go." Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice. The pure white sword qi that was originally surrounding his body immediately flew up and down