C250 A Sword Filled with Imagination
"Oh my God..." Xiao Tianxia's jaw practically hit the floor. "Am I dreaming?"
He glanced over his shoulder on impulse. The guy who had been dozing off on him just moments ago had vanished, replaced by a brilliant orb of golden light hovering several meters in the air. The speed of the light was beyond description, outpacing Tang Tianyuv's own projectiles by more than double. In just a blink