If he can''t feel it, he can only say that he is stronger than his own realm. He has already become the realm of practicing Qi. Mo Tian doesn''t understand how Wen Tian disguises his realm, but at the moment, of course, he won''t shrink back


    "Ha ha, Mo Tian, I can never hide the realm of cultivation when I ask heaven. In fact, I have already reached the realm of practicing Qi jiuzhong, so you will die today." Wen Tian is holding a peerless sword. He stares at Mo Tian and says. In his eyes, Mo Tian is dead.


    "Well, let''s fight!" Mo Tian''s broadsword is firmly held in his hand. The bat flashes to the left of wentiandu, and the broadsword in his hand cuts to wentiandu. Wen Tiandu sneers, and his figure is also a flash