Chapter 112: The Musician

and the ten phantom swords floating above his head emitted the sound of flowing water. They shot forward like rivers, unstoppable.'Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof...'Ten sword shadows darted through the Nie f... too low and he might not be able to handle the three evil spirits.Wang Xuan chuckled and said, "It all depends on us.""Well then." The woman in white nestled in the young man's arms, her chin tilted...