Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

t wasn't that my swordsmanship was weak, nor was it that the flying sword itself was weak. It was him! That man could disregard him, but he couldn't disregard his swordsmanship! He wanted me to devote...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!u'd like me to translate!A flash of sword light, and the last Star Beast vanished from sight.The ethereal sky fell silent once more.The celebration fire burned brightly, but with little fervor. He wen...