C694 Old Friend

Liu Xiaoxiao's Seven-colored Sword Qi pierced through the sky. Without any hesitation, they did not show any mercy at all.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As the sword Qi streaked across the sky, the sharp sounds of the sword Qi in the air were extremely ear-piercing.

Chen Yuan could not help but close his eyes. He no longer looked at the flying swords in the outside world