C1935 Imperial Sword

"Duanmu Yeyu, die!"

The brutal tearing technique, with its blood-red glow, slashed towards Duanmu Yeyu's neck!

This strike carried a fatal killing intent; it wanted to slice Duanmu Yeyu's neck into two.

However, there was a buzzing sound.

The sword in Duanmu Yanyu's hand rippled with fiery light.

The aura of the sword intent turned into a whirlpool