C2808 The Place Where the Divine Sword Fell

In Starmoon Sect, Linghu Jue was sleeping in bed, and an old man with white hair was checking his pulse.

Cheng Dafeng looked at him nervously, and his heart was filled with regret.

Finally, the old man with white beard raised his head, looked at Cheng Dafeng, and shook his head: "There is no hope anymore. If he was only injured