Can't Win!

Even when he exerted all his strength, he was still being pressed and beaten down by the opponent.

Every aspect was suppressed!

There was no chance to win at all!

Mo Yan looked at Ye Xuan, "Calling for someone? Sure!"

Ye Xuan looked at the Qingxuan Sword in his hand.

He slowly closed his eyes and softly murmured, "Qing?"

No response！

Ye Xuan frowned slightly and tried again, "Qing?"

Still, the Qingxuan Sword remained ...