C509 Mu Rong Qing Yue's Sword

Everyone looked at Platinum Warrior's falling body as if he had been knocked down.

Murong Qingyue slowly landed on the ground. She was dressed in a long black dress, her clothes fluttering in the wind. She held a treasured sword in her hand as she coldly looked at them.

Li Yun was no exception, he had never thought that Murong Qingyue's strength was actually this strong