Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

hed his fist toward the sword sea, unable to even see the face of the sword master. He didn't know who the person was. But with a single punch, soldiers surged in mid-air, condensing into an uncountab...e that had taken place here. The chaotic celestial energy and lingering scent of blood in the air spoke volumes about the intensity of the battle.Within his line of sight, there was no figure of Jiang...