This time, the feeling that Ding Hao had captured changed.

It was no longer a gorgeous picture and trajectory, but a strong breath rushing in the face, draping Ding Hao in it as if he was in a world with only swords in it.

The solitary peak, the bonfire, and the heavens and the earth were all gone. There was only one long sword in the world that has turned out a strange arc!

Ding Hao stood still in the same place, forgotten even breathing, and there was a fascinating ...