C156 Warring Red Rain(4)

There was no sword light, no flow of true energy. This was a true sword.

Enough! The head of the beast roared, and his primordial spirit was once again severely injured. The autumn water sword chirped. It was too weak.

"Ling Du roared in pain." "Open your mouth." Boom! He burst forth with strength as he thrust his sword towards the spot where he stood