C925 Something Big
Hell Cut...
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Slash, domineering. Dark, strange.
This was the essence of this saber technique.
Xue Lang did not wait for everyone to digest his words and said, "Mo Yun, come with me. Zuo Boyang, you guys continue to practice."
"Yes!"
Everyone acknowledged the order. The moment Xue Lang left, they began their training.
When they could use the same method to fight