C56 Black-faced Cultivator

"I will kill you!" Zhong Tiankui looked at the mocking faces of the surrounding cultivators and could no longer resist. He let out a loud roar and charged toward Xiao Yue.

With a clench of his hand, he was already standing on the Immortal Sword. At the same time, he also took out his own treasure, the three thousand horsetail whisk