its large scabbard. 。Blades of light, swift and sharp, sliced out from between Xu Yucheng's dark demon scythe, aiming for him. 。Xu Yucheng frowned slightly, the handle of his dark magic scythe droppe...ared, every time Ma Shan blasted him away or used his skills to throw him to the ground, it was thought that the competition was over. 。However, Tang Wulin always managed to get back up in a very sho...