C193 Ambush

However, Yin Hongying was not a simple character. The moment she blocked the huge needle, she did not even frown as she sneered. With a flip of her palm, she let out a cry of a crane, and a golden sword appeared in her hand.

"Heyun Sword? The master even used Heyun Sword. "

When the sword appeared, a wave of majestic pressure swept out from the surroundings