C1167 The Thunder Fell!

"Ah!"

Exclamations of shock resounded from within the Peach Blossom Miasma!

The sharp sword in Murong Wufeng's hand trembled and fell down like a falling leaf. It carried Xiao Xiao's sword intent and rushed downwards. In an instant, the Cold Marrow sword Qi covered the entire sky. Murong Wufeng's figure fell down instantly