It can be called a dance, but it is not. The sword's edge flows freely, and the traces of silver light are drawn out of thin air, like a snow-white ribbon, which is extremely beautiful. However, the long roar of the wind on the blade is fierce and fierce. In this way, the sword's power is even stronger. It is the exquisiteness of this sword technique. Look at her only sixteen or seventeen years old. In her black and lively big eyes, although she is serious, she also has a childish spirit. Her cherry mouth is closed tightly, and a few drops of crystal beads of sweat are hanging