swirling river of swords blocked his path."It's you!" Lan Xia Tian didn't need to see the face behind the sword river to know who it was. This woman was no easy opponent, having recognized his use o..."Thousand-faced demon, look at what kind of thing you've cultivated into these years." 。also dare to be so brazen herek. 。At this time, inside that small team at the back, there was a man with a cold expression, a scar on his left cheek, and a ferocious scar on his right. A green wine gourd hung from his waist. 。Fro...