iaoteng's divine sense moved, and that ethereal flying sword shot towards Nan Chen Du and the two.“This is it.” Both Nan Chen Du and Jiang Fuyuan’s eyes twitched. This flying sword was indeed aimed at... Previously fearful of Jia Xiaolin, this invincible foe, they now felt fearless!"The sons of the Pagans, let the saint see! The Pagans are not content to be mere burdens to the saint, they will become...