C1363 The Pity of Xuan Qi and the Others

Among the densely packed red Heavenly Devils, Lu Lee drew out his Shennong Sword. With a shake of his sword, he waved it in all directions.

Under the suppression of the warm light of the Shennong Sword, those originally violent Tianma seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying and scattered in all directions.

Lu Lee's gaze turned serious