C925 (1)

Wang Yufei's golden sword light was like a huge whirlpool, and Li Zhan was at the center of the whirlpool.

The sound of explosions kept ringing in the sky, and some of the weaker warriors could not help but cover their ears. Not only were there the sounds of explosions, but there was also the sound of the sword chime that shook one's soul.

Li Zhan stood in the air with a surprised expression