C1125 Eight Hundred Miles of Cloud Mountain
With a thunderous sound, the Seven Kills Sword in Su Kuang's hand swung out with a terrifying aura.
The killing aura and the aura of death were something that no matter how strong a person was, when faced with death, the fear in their hearts would never go away!
Ruoxuan closed her eyes in fear. She just hoped that Su Kuang could be faster.
Whoosh!
A cold air flashed past