Chapter 452: Fortune

the air, almost as if it were congealed."How many times has this happened" someone asked Li Baxian.Li Baxian moved her dry lips, "Thirty-two!"You know this is the thirty-second match of a cross-level..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>red realm cultivators, with swords at their waists, seeming like martial cultivators.Before they got closer, one of the thinner figures shouted, “Which faction do the two Daoist friends belong to We a...