fairy tales

Chapter 810 Swordsmanship (3)
And at the bottom of the depression, Huangfu Zun stood holding his sword, standing on the river at the lowest point of the depression, the tyrannical energy raged so violently that his clothes rattled all over his body, his face was calm, his eyes returned to the color of black pupils, and his long hair also Turned into the original ink black.

"Pfft!" Huangfu Zun suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook slightly, the sleeve of his left hand shattered like snowflakes in an instant, and he took four steps back again and again to stabilize his figure again.

His complexion turned pale in an instant, as pale as a piece of white paper. He slightly touched his chest with his right hand, panting slightly, with traces of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)