C1327 Sword intent superseverance

The transmission of memories took place in a split-second. There was no time to think about the reason.

Fang Rou, who had just unyieldingly stood up, was stunned.

It was bright!

With a flip of his hand, the sword returned to its sheath. In Fang Rou's hand, the slightly shorter peach wood sword could be seen, causing an endless amount of cold wind to surge out. Waves of Yin Qi surged forth