C768 Master

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Beside the green-robed Ye Fan, the one hundred and eight golden swords formed into a domineering sword dragon, which roared out suddenly.

In front of him were two disciples of the Divine Celestial Sect of Desolation.

1v2!

On the other side, Ye Qingchen fiercely slashed his sword.

The wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves sounded out!

With a swing of his sword