C2009 The Immortal Sword of the past

Rumble...

Just as Lu Yu's voice faded, another loud rumble was heard from the distant starry sky.

The two figures quickly retreated to the sides. The Divine Sword Marquis pointed his finger in front of him. Although the embroidered clothes on his body were slightly wrinkled, they were still as luxurious as new.

On the opposite side, Jiu Xiao was in a very sorry state