King of All Forms

In June, Nanfeng City was scorching hot under the blazing sun.,Li Luo's figure, like a flying sparrow, darted forward to the burly youth's front. The wooden sword in his hand was drawn suddenly with the momentum of unsheathing, and in that instant, a gleam flashed by, piercing towards the burly youth's chest at lightning speed.,As for their gazes, Li Luo remained unmoved. He understood the source of those eyes.。