With a breath of whistling dragon roar, Chen Ping'an jumped up with the sword in his hand, like a raging wave, the broken blade in his hand seemed to have life at this moment, the sword head trembled uncontrollably, breaking through the obstacles brought by the air, and the high temperature generated by rubbing the air actually faintly appeared a trace of red light in the sword hair.

This sword, the heavens and the earth are dark, this sword, eternal and modern.

This is the most proud sword that Chen Ping'an has danced so far, and he wants to use this sword to cut off ......

Chapter 37 The Posture of the Dragon and the Phoenix is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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