chapter 270 Strong suppression

"call!"
The long sword stabbed violently, a howling sound of wild wind was heard, the terrifying sword energy spread in all directions, and the sharp light filled the entire space.
Everyone in the spectator stand was looking forward to a good show. In their eyes, Reynord Fontaine, a mere Great Martial Artist, could not even take on this sword!
"You're going to die a horrible death."
Jian Yiming's eyes were full of contempt, and the sword in his hand did not go directly to...