lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

As he spoke, the robed cultivators who accompanied him began to form seals. Their movements were astonishingly synchronized, as if they had been carved from the same mold.,Hundreds of iron feathers, each wielding a blade, roared in, every flash of steel a different sword style, some ferocious, some insidious.,All the cultivators besieging Zu Guanglie coughed up blood.。