C62 Snow mountain white ape

The Divine Bird Sword in Tian Jian's hands was an incomparably sharp divine tool.

He did not believe that the Snow Leopard in front of him could block the Divine Bird Sword's sharp sword beams.

"Crack!"

"Awoo!"

A slash like a meteor was followed by the sound of bones and flesh being sliced apart, and the Snow Leopard's wail almost sounded at the same time.

Following that