PREVIEW
... er, Please Don’t Kill My Mother_1
Three flying swords in midair created countless sword shadows, forming a dense Little Thousand Sword Formation.
“Death awaits those who block my path!”
A streak of cold light flashed in the middle-aged woman’s right hand, and countless bone-piercing nails whistled towards the flying swords.
“Cilala…”
Sparks flew as nails and swords collided, and the Little Thousand Sword Formation was rendered useless in the face of the fe ...
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