C1896 Tears of god

Just as Ding Yi was about to grab onto the shard that was the size of his palm, a sword hymn suddenly came from behind him.

The sound was fast, but the sword was even faster.

When Ding Yi heard the humming of the sword, puchi, that sword had already pierced his back.

This sword was too powerful. No one knew how to describe it, but it came and went without a trace. It was not just fast