Chapter 1945: Such a Rash Man

ight in mid-air.Four streams of light from the four divine weapons crisscrossed in front, accompanied by screams. The cultivators of Mount Rizhao, already dazed from the barrage of golden arcs, were n...ong, his cultivation had relied on his own efforts and groping in the dark. He didn't know what was right or wrong. The Third Senior Brother's swordsmanship insights undoubtedly pointed him in the ri...