Han Muye looked at the smug Tu Sunshi and nodded gently.
The number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.
Mingling with the itinerant cultivators and swindling for 200 spiritual rocks.
When he attacked, he was full of vulgarities, like a villager chattering endlessly.
All these appearances turned into nothingness when he attacked.
His sword had two sword auras that could shatter the heavens and earth.
His sword momentum was like a river that swept through thousands of miles!
With such a sword technique, he was the invincible sword cultivator in the world.
The number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier lived up to his name.
"You think this sword technique is not bad too?" Tu Sunshi's expression became even more smug as he raised his hand and pointed ahead of the sword river.
Countless demon experts were swept up and turned into powder.