C751 Undercurrent

Su Wen's Tyrant Beauty Sword was like a dancing butterfly in the midst of the enemies. His footsteps were light and his body was illusory. The Tyrant Beauty Sword was like a ferocious beast that needed to drink blood. Blood splashed and limbs collided in the air. At this moment, this place was like a battlefield. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn