This man had sword brows that reached his temples, a handsome and dignified bearing. His crimson flame-patterned robe was intricately and anciently woven, making him stand out from the crowd. However, at this moment, his hair was disheveled and his robe had some tears, revealing a touch of embarrassment.,The beggars sprinted with their legs, perhaps never running so desperately for themselves in their entire lives.,At the age of seventeen, he used this technique to incinerate thousands of malevolent spirits, shaking the wilderness!。