chapter 111 It's all a routine

Swish The wooden sword suddenly appeared. Abraham Griffith the wooden sword in his hand and pointed at the old man, his fighting spirit soaring rapidly. Buzz The wooden sword made a sound, bursting into bright light, and the sword energy was hesitant. The aura around the old man's body rose, and an octagonal bronze mirror appeared in his hand. It glowed brightly and followed the dragon's roar, competing with the fierce flames emitted by the wooden sword. Abraham Griffith eyes moved...