"What kind of swordsmanship was that?"

Ye Zhiqiu's brows were tightly locked, although he blocked Meng Qiu's sword attack, he was not lightly injured.

"No comment. ”

Meng Qiu responded coldly, his figure disappeared suddenly, and the next moment he appeared on Ye Zhiqiu's side, and his backhand was a palm, slapping her on the back.

"Poof. ”

Ye Zhiqiu spat blood from his mouth, and his beautiful face was a little poignant, which made people pity.

"Cultivating Immortal First Aid" Chapter 124 Waste Ye Zhiqiu is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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