Chapter 89:
A little cold light is shining!
Tao Feng came out of his sheath. At that moment, the moon in the sky seemed to darken.
Daoyin.
Sword chants.
Brilliant.
Sting~~~~~
It was almost a metal crash, and it was accompanied by a painful wail.
Qingjun was a little surprised when he raised his eyebrows.
The Dao sword was stabbed on the man's arms. It was obviously a pair of flesh arms, but it was enough to withstand the blow of Dao sword.
This kind of body is no less than the armored men who Qingjun once saw in the State of Wei