He can''t afford to gamble. If his aura is exhausted, he can only be slaughtered. In the process of dodging, he sees the opportunity, turns his body, stabs Mo Tian with a sword, and plans to make a quick decision.


    Mo Tian''s broadsword went up face to face, and the "Ping" swords intersected. The broadsword in Mo Tian''s hand was broken into two pieces and quickly flashed back. Wen Tiandu sneered. He was extremely good at cutting iron like mud. It was strange that ordinary knives kept on cutting iron like mud. Of course, he couldn''t let go of this opportunity. He rushed forward, his sword flashed, and attacked Mo Tian every time. Mo Tian lost his sword and could only dodge passively. Bats were extremely nimble, so there was no problem in avoiding the attack


    The spectators under the stage were even more depressed