What kind of sword is this?

Jian Guang seemed to have crossed time and directly stabbed at the bottom of his heart.

A kind of fear came from outside his mind, but made his body tremble.

Under this sword, the soul will surely collapse!

Looking at the long sword stabbing towards him in the picture deep in his mind, Han Muye gritted his teeth and kept his eyes from turning away.

In his soul, all the sword skills in memory flashed.

Yixuan swordsmanship alone.

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