In the air, the breath flows. At the top of the three-foot sword blade in Lin Yi's hand, a cyclone condensed.

The seemingly powerless cyclone brought up the fallen leaves on the ground. Lin Yi looked at the branch of a big tree surrounded by three people in front of him, and gently ejected the three-foot sword in his hand away.

The three-foot sword swept through the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed into the trunk of the tree. One second, two seconds

Chapter 189 of "The Young Immortal Venerable of the City" Liu Luran's invitation is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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