C909 Defeat Is Guaranteed and Heavy Damage Is Done to the Withering of the Sword

"Hu …!"

A light breeze blew, and the grass and trees began to move.

The pavilion was especially cool, and when Ye Ling's words came out, Qing Mu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly frowned.

After that, he sized Ye Ling up from head to toe, then stood up, his body suddenly releasing a sharp sword intent.

"Your tone is quite arrogant