under the restraint of the rope, and he could not hold on for much longer. 。And that beautiful woman, her Luo skirt was directly torn off by a ruddy-faced horse-faced monk. She stood bare-chested, h...Formation, Seal!” The eight flying swords repeatedly changed in mid-air, and finally, with a flick of Lu XiaTian’s wrist, the eight swords transformed into several streaks of light, heading straight t...