C1538 Decapitation with One Knife

On the horizon, the sun had already set. The sky had already darkened.

In the Tiandu Square, the flow of people became even more sparse.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew by.

When the gust of wind was 100 meters away from Zhuo Potian, it collided with an invisible wall of air.

It was a sword shield, a Shield condensed from its tyrannical Sword Qi