C1284 A Dying Man

Swish! Swish!

Countless sword lights emitted an ear-piercing sound.

In the surroundings, many Martial Cultivator s covered their ears with their hands.

Seeing this, Qin Hai stroked his beard, his eyes filled with praise.

"I, Sun Qin Bing, have already practiced the Myriad Swords Return to the small city." Qin Hai muttered to himself, feeling extremely gratified in his heart