h Zhuang Ziyan's sword light."Boom..."After a thunderous roar, a violent gust of wind swept around, followed by a figure flying backwards hundreds of meters away.Zhuangzi Yan held a sword in his hand,...Shen Qiyue chewed thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly. "This medicine tastes strange."Qu Changhe himself. He now even doubted if he could draw the sword, wondering if it were fused with the scabbard.“Open, open, open…”This guy gritted his teeth and tried several times in a row, but it...