C1108 Retreat
"Sword Cultivator?"
Zuo Qianqiu's expression changed. It would be too strange if Xiao Ming was a Sword Cultivator.
However, the sword intent disappeared in an instant. He didn't even have the time to sense it carefully. He only felt that it was powerful.
At this moment, an even more eye-catching force stood between Xiao Ming and Zong Lia.
Youlan.
Her long dress fluttered in the wind