บท 4719: The Glory of the Three Swords Moves

Chun Qiu, who was in the middle of running, felt as if he had been punched in the head, and his entire body flew out.

As he was sent flying, the earth-shattering power exploded.

As if an ancient bell had been rung, the extremely bright light also lit up.

Chun Qiu was shocked, but he realized that he could not escape from the terrifying shock wave with his own cultivation realm.

At this moment, he felt a gust of wind behind him. It was as if a large palm had firmly supported his body.

Chun Qiu subconsciously looked behind him and saw the Young Emperor, who was still pale and dressed in luxurious clothes, and the purple-robed figure, who had not changed for 10,000 years, standing behind him.

The three of them were enveloped by the immense Yan power, which turned into a barrier to block the terrifying explosion.

"My companion, guess who will win and lose," the Young Emperor's expression did not change as he looked forward and said slowly.