of cultivation. 。Over those ten years, Fang Yu spent more time teaching Qin Wudao about the principles of being a good person and the wisdom of handling affairs. 。Ten years have passed in a flash. 。W..."Shout, shout, shout your sister!" Fang Yu frowned, the blade in his hand flashed a blue glow.

The sword qi was extremely sharp and imbued with a holy aura.

The dragon's roar, accompanied by the sound of swords cleaving through the air, echoed together.

"Ah ah ah ah..." or phoenix feathers looked like, making it impossible to find them.After observing for a while, Fang Yu held the Taishui Jia in one hand, pondering its purpose.This legendary armor did little for him...