nder still covered the swordsman's platform, especially from above, there were many lightning strikes!Black smoke rose from Shen Xiang's body as his face became somewhat unpleasant, and small red elec...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.dn't want anyone to know his terms.The old man was a master of array formation, and he clapped the table. The table immediately emitted light, forming a boundary that enveloped the small hall."What ar...