The stone bridge spanning the river with a width of seventy or eighty meters is very spectacular, and the sword hanging under the bridge shines in the sun.

"Brother Liu, what's wrong?" Seeing Liu Zhao stop, Zhang Wenxiao turned around and asked.

Liu Zhao didn't speak, but skimmed his chin in the direction of the bridge.

"Is there any difference in the bridge? ......

Chapter 182 of "Urban Infinite Sword Immortal" Do you want to find death is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!