C718 Raging Flame Demon Armor

Clank, clank, clank...

The sound of sword hums filled the air without a sword.

Zhan Tianming's eyes, which had already been demonized, were incomparably blood-red and emotionless. They were as cold as ten thousand year old ice.

The sword qi pierced out.

Clang!

When the sword energy was about one centimeter away from Xuan Tian's body, the situation from before happened again