Ling Hao Qin Yu Xin

"Ancient martial arts sects are not supposed to interfere with the affairs of the mundane world. Does your Sky-Shattering Sect treat this rule as a joke" The voice in the green robe was icy cold.,Suddenly, the scene was filled with a series of violent clashing sounds. Figures darted back and forth, swords flashing in every direction. In the blink of an eye, a whirlwind of blades formed around the two combatants.,The Lord of the Demon Palace suddenly had a cut, thirty or forty centimeters long, appear on his chest. Blood gushed out wildly, and his aura immediately weakened.。