He killed all the Pirates.
Li Hao stepped into the air and left.
In the distance, he could already see some light balls.
……
At this moment, the light sword's face was cold and fierce. After running for a day, she was still stopped. More and more powerful cultivators gathered here. This time, she was probably going to be completely defeated.
Do you regret it?
There was nothing to regret.
The only regret he felt was that he was not strong enough, that he had not killed enough people, that he did not have enough power to intimidate others, and ... That Silver Moon was simply too far away!
He held a long sword in his hand, and the long sword was hidden in its sheath.
The power of light spread out, and his body was already dyed red with blood. Some of it belonged to him, and some belonged to his enemy.
"Light sword, hand over the Windchaser's boots!"
