Chapter 329 Qin Siyong's Supreme Nine Swords

The night of the 15th of July, the white moon in the sky, the autumn wind, phoenix Yin stage, the two sides stared at each other, seemingly calm, but in fact, the swords are drawn. The air was filled with a tense mood, and when their long swords were in their hands, they all exuded a powerful sword intent, and the four of them seemed to be four sheathed swords.