C635 Purple Cloud Gift Sword

"I think I'll avoid it." Mu Yun lowered his head and walked towards the door at the back of the hall. He really couldn't stand these two people showing off like this.

"Wait a moment, brother." Jing Hao pulled Mu Yun back and then looked at Xuan Zhiyao, "I'll deal with you tonight."

"Who's afraid of who?" Who's afraid of who? Xuan Zhiyao snorted disdainfully