C2588 The Sword God's Tomb
"He has already endured the calamity of one sword strike. From now on, Su Kuang's matter has nothing to do with me." Chen Wuji said indifferently. He closed his eyes and continued to meditate. He was immersed in the endless sword intent.
Xu Qingluo clenched her fists tightly, her heart filled with endless anger. However, she was very sensitive to cultivators of the sword